Free trader-journal. (Ottawa, Ill.) 1916-1920, 1918-08-14
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BxJ, U. GiESY 4 J. B. SMITH
Authors Of Seml.Dual Stories
Copyright.
The Frank A. Munsey Co.


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= Therefore, ! was to seem confused
md act as though we're blindly
searching for something to give me a
Heading to the person | sought re.
lnenbered what Semi Dual had said
about creating an oyerconfidence in
the minds OF those he fought, and then
striking before il was shattered. Sure
iy then my attitude was TO be used to
speak TO those others of a discouraged
endeavor on our part in the matter OF
Danny McKabe.
went slowly with Dropping shoul.
ders and downCast eyes, but all the
time ! was watching to see il any one
had seemed 10 observe me All about
me were the slanteyed denizens of
that part of the city. with IA sprinkling
Of the Stun element of whites. But
there was nothing TO excite suspicion.
The sun OF mellow afternoon lay
over the district, painting its gaudy
sQualor with painful distinctness.
| reached the doors of the restau.
rant where we had first picked up
Greek Annie the night before. Its
gilded entrance, its dead lanterns and
streamers looked tawdry in the open
light OF day. Only the flowers on its
balconies high up were the same as on
the mir 1t before.
pat sed before its door and looked
around. Strive as | tuld. | could
see no one who seemed to take an.
interes, in my proceedings.
Of what use was this alnlless stroll
ing? asked myself. Yet Dual had
directed my footsteps | answered my
own question and surely he had def,
mite purpose in what he did
II came TO me that somewhere in
my near vicinity the two followers OF
Kim Lee, who had taken their mental
photograph of myself, must be Turk
ing. set myself the task of picking
them out and | failed. Nowhere in
the faces of those who shuffled past
ME could find one | could recognize
or who seemed to recognize me
Yet telt them. Subconsciously
knew that they we're trailing my
course, and felt also that If was by
Semi Duals orders tina they did so.
in that moment it came to me that,
perhaps, might be guide as well as
a decoy. What II the two were to
follow my course and see where |
went and report back to Kim Lee?
What and my heart leaped at the
Thought were to guide them TO
the prison Of Danny Mckabe itself?
Yet how could |? of all people had
little idea where he might be hidden:
in what warren digging of this place
he might be held.
Still, the thought sci me moving. At
least | could inspect the course over
which we had travelled last night,
There was the theatre through which
we had entered The underground tuil-
mel, and the place lower down on
Washington street where we had
emerged through shop and come out
once more 10 the surface.
Some impulse beyond any reason
urged me to 30 down toward that shop
and see what it looked like today.
yielded.
As well 20 that way as any other.
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reasoned had been assigned no III.
rection. turned and walked on in
the way had been going, and hardly
had turned when | knew was I'M
der observation.
You may know how II is. You may
not be able to see the one whose eyes
are fastened on you. and yet some
strange, latent sense seems TO wake
and cognize the fact of anothers in
} spection. You can actually feel the
glance impinging on the back of your
brain, as 1t seems.
That was the feeling which swept
me as | went forward now
| paused and looked back. The life
OF the sidewalk was the same rs mo
ment before. turned and went on
and again | felt 1.-THE sensation Of
hostile eyes fastened upon me az
walked.
All at once began to tremble.
wasn't afraid | am sure OF that
Time and again had been in more
perilous situations. so far as cout
see. think II was the unknown quail
ity OF the entire affair, the air OF
mysterious undercurrent of intent, tll,
sense Of going somewhere and doini
something. outside Of my conscious
volition. which gripped me and msd'
me SILVER as walked along, and fel
( those .unseen.e eyes which watched M
A I went