The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1919-06-27

lars and surface car tracks-but TO ;
man baking at an invisible lin,
drawn from corner TO corner
Midway. the dark open doorway {,
Noyember's garage yawned forbid
dinghy. and In all the space that sep
arated thcne two gatherings OF spec
tntors. there were visible just thres
human figures. uniformed patrol
man and two plain-ciothes men-ths
former at a discreet distance. the two
latter more boldly stationed and hold
Ing rcvolvers ready for instant en-
ployment
Fly cops" the chauffeur named
the two in citizens clothing. II piped
'cm stlckin' round while you was
inside. an was wunderln' what they
was after. when all OF a sudden |
secs November duck up from the
basement next door TO the Monas.
terry. and they tries TO jump him.
That amt two minutes ago. Novem.
Der lodges. pulls a gun. and fights
EN- OF until he can back into the
garage"
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into sight around the corner Of the
garage door-and the pistol sang like
a locust. Instantly one Of the deteo
tives fired. The pistol ciattered to
the walk as the hand disappeared.
one shot nj least had told for law
and order.
Anybody hurt YETI" p. sybarite
asked.
Not that know anyihin' about"
But what do you suppose makes
em keep that door open? You'd
think"
The way figure e." the chauf.
feur cut in. Reds plannin' to make
his getaway in car. He's Just
waitin' tili the goin' looks good and
then he'll sail outa there like a streak
OF creased lightnin'. Yuh want be
ready 90 duck. too. cause he'll come
this way. an keep guns goin' 20 pre-.
vent anybody from hindcrin' him"
why this way Sixth ave.'s
nearer"
Sure n IS. but that way he'd have
them L pillars TO duck. TO say nothin'
OF the crowd. and no tellin' but what
a surface car might block him Yuh
watch an see 2 amt doped II out
right"
From the dark interior OF the he
siegcd garage another automatic flut-
tered brislly. across the street a win
dow fell in.
Look here--you come with me. I"
said =. Sybarite suddenly. plucking
his chauffeur by the sleeve.
with reluctant backward glance.
the man suffered himself to be drawn
apart from the crowd.
How much nerve have YOU got?"
the little lrishnan demanded.
"Who-me2 Why?"
81 want 20 stop this getaway"
mot for mine, friend" The chauf.
feur laughed scornfully. IL amt lost
no Red November
"Wnl 81. 900 make you change your
mind?"
The chauneur's eyes narrowed.
"Whatcha drivin' at? Newly
I'd take a lotta chances for thou
sand"
Help me--do as say--and it's
yours"
Lead me TO the coin" was the
prompt decision.
Here. them
y. Sybaritc delved hastily into a
trousers pocket and produced hand.
full OF bills OF large denominations.
There's n $500 bill to start with"
he ratified, stripping of the first that
fell to his fingers-''and here's a hun.
dred-no, here's another five in
stead"
"In the mitt." the chauffeur stipu.
lated simply. extending his palm.
Either you're crazy or | am--but in
the mitt. friend. and III run the car
right into that garage, Z YOU say So"
Nothing so foolish as that" z.
Sybarite handed over the two bills
and put away the rest OF his wealth.
'Iust jump into that car and be
ready TO swing across the street and
block 'em as they come"
you're on" agreed the chauffeur