The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1915-01-27

John Dorr is a stupid fool.s' Wilker-
son broke in. fits been mere luck
that's helped him so far. Nobody ever
crossed Harry Wilkerson yet and got
away with it. Old Tom Gallon found
that OUT
Jean Darnell glanced Mt his feverish
eyes and understood him. She knew
that the reaction from the thought that
he had caused DORIS death-the sud-
den surprise of finding him alive and
D, San Francisco-had shaken his
nerve. Hc' would hereafter seek the
devious and obscure ways he knew so
well. Her eyelids almost closed till
she was looking at him through mar.
row Sits. She seemed satisfied and
turned to Drake please do 1t for
me-" she urged again. II know Harry
has some good. safe plan in view"
Wilkerson nodded. We'll be back
before very long. Jean. Better stay
right here so that can get you on tie
phone il necessary"
.'Oh, I'll stay here:' size mocked.
"Tlat seems to be my ro!e-stayins
where you put me-"
He stepped very close to her and
looked into her stormy eyes. And II
put you where you most want to be
in the world?"
She saw the passion flaming. rs it
the mans soul were on fire. and drew
back fearfully. Wilkerson understood
that movement and laughed grimly.
She feared him. and lie feasted ON the
terrors he inspired. even where lie also
loved.
Once out on the street. Drake sullen-
~ followed his companions lead into u
still lower quarter OF the town. Busy
with his own thoughts and still shaken
from his experiences Of the morning,
he did not notice that Wilkerson was
evidently on the lookout for some one.
Once or twice he stopped to think.
Once he greeted an old acquaintance
and carried on Il low voiced conversa-
ton. Of which Drake heard nothing ex-
cept the name ''Pell'' and The usually
hangs out around Adam's poolroom."
When Wilkerson rejotned linn Drake
said peevishly, Where to now:"
i've got my scheme and my man."
was the reply. It'll be plain sailing
from now on"
A moment later Drake was surprised
to see Wilkerson step to one side di-
rectly into the path Of Il pale faced.
quietly dressed young man of about
thirty years Of age. The individual
stopped. stared ut the man who had so
rudely interrupted his walk and then
recoiled.
Harry" he stammered.
Wilkerson smiled cruelty. but said
nothing. The other repeated the name
and went OH. Are you here? Why are
you here:'
His dread was so evident that Drake
looked at him curiously. 1t was
strange what ii number Of queer ac-
quaintanccs WilSerson had and how
deeply most Of them seemed to fea:
him. He listened intently to his com
panion's drawing tones.
Yes, I'm Harry Wilkerson. was
Y0oking for You, Pell.''
The man he addressed licked his dry
lips and essayed Il smile. Long time
l no see you?" he said in an attempt
alta TESTING tone.
How long is it, now" Wilkerson
said as if to himself. ''You got i've
years.
"For Gods sake, man, be quiet"
whispered Pcll ''l-no one knows, me
here, and I'm on the square now too"
You mean the police dou't know
you," grinned Wilkerson. But. then.
know you, old sport. You wouldn't
say now that wasn't an old freud.
would you:'
Pell grudgingly accepted the hand
head out and shook 1t feebly.
well just so to some nice place and
sit down and talk over old times"
Wilkerson remarked pleasantly.
But I've got date! I'm working
downtown!" protested Pell miserably.
"Working?" demanded Wilkerson
mockingly. "Since when has old Sam
Pell been working? Answer! Since
lie was broke He laughed loudly. i
II came out here to live on the lev
ell" pleaded the other. his foxlike face
white with fear
'"Things too hot for you in the tor
rid east? Well, never went back on
a pal, did l, Sam? And I'm not going
back on you now. I'm going to put
you in the way of sonfc coin
At this point they turned into Il small
Greek cafe. and Wilkerson ordered
coffee all around. When they had been
served and were alone he introduced
Drake and Pcll and remarked to the
former: "Sam Pell is known as the
slickest man in his line. Amt you,
SAM
Il amt working that lay any more"
was the sulky answer.
Wilkcrson leaned across the 'table,
and his lean face held very evil ex-
preston on it. Not working? But
you'd do Il turn for an old friend,
wouldn't you, specially when there's
lots of good, safe money in it,
As il hypnotized, Pell stared into the