The Bemidji daily pioneer. [volume] (Bemidji, Minn.) 1904-1971, 1915-03-19

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phone il necessary, iE
"Oh, I'll stay here!' she Knocked.
THAT seems to be my role-staying
where you put me-"
| He stepped very close to her and
looked into her stormy eyes. And If
put you where you most want to be
in the 'WorldT'
She saw the passion flaming, as IL
the mans soul were on fire, and drew
back fearfully. Wilkerson understood
that movement and laughed grimly.
She feared him. and he Toasted on the
! terrors he inspired, even where he also
| loved.
Once out on the street, Drake sullen-
| iy followed his companions lead into q
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 low voiced CONVERSE
| ton. of which Drake heard nothing ex-
| cept the name "PelP' and HE usually
hangs out around Adams poolroom. y
When Wilkerson rejoined him Drake
said peevshly, "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 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 on, Are you here? Why are
you here?" 49,
His dread was so evident that Drake
looked at him curiously. 1t was
strange what number Of queer &C.
quaintances Wilkerson had and how
deeply most Of them seemed to fear
him. He listened intently to his com
panion's drawing tones.
Eyes, I'm Harry Wilkerson. was
looking for you, Pell.''
The man he addressed licked his dry
lips and essayed smile. Long time
| no see you?" he said in an attempt
ut jesting tone.
How long is it, now?" Wilkerson
said as if to himself. "You got five
years.
For Gods sake, man, be quietv'
whispered Pell. mo one knows me
here, and I'm on the square now too"
: You mean the police don't know
you," grinned Wilkerson. But, then,
| know you, old sport. You wouldn't
say now that l wasn't an old friend,
would your
Pell grudgingly accepted the hand
| head out and shook it feebly. 4
well just go to some nice place and
sit down and talk over old times"
Wilkerson remarked pleasantly.
But I've got Il date! I'm working
downtown" protested Pell miserably.
"Working?' demanded Wilkerson
mOckingy. "Since when has old Sam
Pell been working? Answer! Since
he was broke" He laughed loudly.
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, l never went back on
a pal, did |, Sam? And I'm not going
back on you now. I'm going to put
you in the way Of some CON-"
At this point they turned into small
Greek cafe, and, Wilkerson ordered
coffee all around. When they had been
served and were alone he introduced
Drake and Pell and remarked to the
former: "Sam Pell is known as the
slickest man in his line. Amt you,
SAM" j.
II amt working that lay any more"
was the sulky answer.
Wilkerson leaned across the table,
and his lean face held very evil ex-
preston on It. mot working? But
you'd do a turn for an old friend,
wouldn't you, specially when there's
lots of good, safe money In it?'
AS if hypnotized, Pell stared into the
dark eyes fixed on his and swallowed
chokingly.
II knew you would" said Wilkerson,
willfully misinterpreting his inarticu-
late groan. Nov to business, Sam!'
"Henry!' gasped the other. MY
names Henry now. Don't call me
SAM"
"Well, Henry" said wilkerson sooth-
ingly. II declare, do forget names
so easily. Now, want to explain my
little proposition. It's just in your
line, Sa-Henry."
Pell bit his finger nails and squirmed
on his seat. But when the man op-
posite him casually pulled out heavy
purse and as he heard the clink of
gold he subsidized.
Very rapidly and CURLY Wilkerson
told him Of the existence of bundle
of papers that he wished to recover"
He laid only enough emphasis on their
character to enable Pell to identify
them on sight and concluded by say
ing: "It's worth money III your pocket
to locate them and get them back.
Find girl named Ruth Gallon in one
| Of the hotels here. She has the pa
pers."
Pell rose nervously. mot for me,
| Wilkerson.''
Wilkerson rose, too, quite undisturb-
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