The Madison daily leader. [volume] (Madison, S.D.) 1890-current, 1915-01-30

and whispered. And are you going to
give up the stake you are playing forf
You are In love with herr
That's but little reason why | should
help Harry here ont with all kinds OF
preposterous plans. That one OF last
night nearly did for us all liz she
hadn't escaped as she did the police
would he at the door now"
John Dorr Is a stupid fool. Wilker.
son broke In. Its been mere luck
that's helped him so far. Nobody ever
crossed Harry Wilkerson yet and got
away with II. Old Tom Gallon found
that out"
Jean Darnell glanced at his feyerish
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
I'm San Francisco-had shaken his
nerve. He would hereafter seek the
devious and obscure ways he knew so
well. Her eyelids almost closed TIL
she was looking at him through mar.
row Sits. She seemed satisfied and
turned TO Drake. PLEASE do II for
me. she urged again. Il 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 the
phone IL necessary"
"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 IL
| put you where you most want to be
Ia the worldT'
She saw the passion flaming, rs 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. ever where he also
loved.
Once out on the street, Drake sullen.
~ followed his companions lead into a
still lower quarter of the town. Busy
with his WI 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 a low voiced converse
ton. Of which Drake heard nothing ex-
cept the name "PeIl' and he usually
hangs out around Adams poolroom.'
When Wilkerson rejoined him Drake
said peevishly, Where to now?"
I've got my scheme and my man.
was the reply. ''ltll he plain sailing
from now on"
A moment later Drake was surprised
10 see Wilkerson step to one side d.
rectly into the path Of n pale faced.
quietly dressed young man of about
thirty years OF age. The individual
stopped, stared at 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?'
His dread was so evident that Drake
looked at him %curiously. 1t was
strange what a number OF queer ac-
q~uaintances WilkersoR had and how
deeply o Of them seemed TO fear
him. He listened intently to his COM
panion's ORA wiling tones.
Yes, I'm Harry Wilkerson. | was
looking for you. Pell."
The man he addressed licked his dry
lips and essayed a smile. Long time
| nc see your" le said n an attempt
ut a testing tone.
How long is it. nowg' Wilkerson
said as If t. himself. You got five
years
For Gods sake. man, be quietr'
whispered PeIl. ''I-no n 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 ! wasn't an old friend,
would your
Pell grudgingly accepted the hand
head out and shook 1t feebIv.