Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1920-07-22

II Man." Greater Love
H Hath No Man."
II Etc, Etc.
And then the Hawks lips thinned,
Yes--it was the old, old game! They
were on the cross street, q little less
than block distant from the main
street ahead. The Bantam began to
close UP on the Frenchman. The
Hawk now, crouching low, slipped al.
most literally from doorway to door,
way. Two men. apparently drunk
and QuArrelins, were coming down
the block toward the Frenchman.
The Bantam closed to within few
yards of his quarry. The brawl at
tanned its height as the two men
reached the sFrenchman. One man
struck the other. They clenched, and,,
smashing into the Frenchman knock
ed him down. HIS hat flew in one
direction. the handbag In another.
The brawlers curiously did not re-
sumo their quarrel, but lounged Il
few PAGES away-within call of the
Bantam. The Hawk, squeezed in his
doorway directly opposite the scene,
kept his eyes on the Bantam. If the
play had lacked originality before, it
did not lack II nowl The Bantam
stopped. picked up the handbag, and.
as he stopped again for the hat, slip
ped the handbag under his coat, and
slipped another bag - evidently a
carefully prepared duplicate - out
from under his coat and into his
hand. The Frenchman was rising
dazedly to his feet. The Bantam
stepped hurriedly forward, holding
out hat and bag.
II hope you're not hurt. sir" the
Hawk heard him say-and then the
two moved on together toward the
corner.
The Hawk shook his shoulders in
a queer, almost self-apologetic sort
of way, as he followed again. And
then he smiled as queerly. The
Bantam had the bag now, and, IL he,
the Hawk, were permitted to hazard
an opinion, the Wire Devils had very
kindly picked the fruit again for him
to eat!
At the corner, the Bantam shook
hands with the Frenchman, and,
stepping out into the street, signaled
an approaching car. Quick, alert on
the instant, the Hawk. safe in the
protection of the crowded sidewalk,
moved swiftly along in the direction
that the car would take, his eyes
searching the street on both sides
for a taxicab. The street car passed
him. but stopped at the next corner,
and he caught up with it again. And
then, over his shoulder, he saw a taxi
coming up behind him. He stepped
from the curb, and stopped it.
Sorry. SIR said the chauffeur.
TIN going after fare.I
you've got one now-and good
one." said the Hawk quietly. He had
opened the door-a ten-dollar bill
lay in the chsuffeur's hand.
Yes. but look here, sir" said the
chauffeur. little obviously, 'Ill get
into trouble for this, and"
The Hawk had stepped inside, and
lowered the window between himself
and the chauffeur
Follow that car said the, Hawk
pleasantly. And while we're on the
crowded streets don't get so far be-
hind 1t that you can't close up near
enough to see who gets off every
time 1t stops. And don't worry
about your trouble--there's another
ten coming on top of the regular
fare. That's good enough, isn't it?''
I guess I'm not kicking!" admit
ted the chauffeur. The taxi started
forward. He looked back over his
shoulder at the Hawk. whats the
lay7 Fly-cop?"
Maybe said the. Hawk, mind
yourself! It's stopping again. Keep
where can see both sides of the
car"
Il get you'll" said the chauffeur.
Leave 1t to mel"
Block after block was passed, the
street car stopping frequently. The
Hawk in the body of the taxi, knelt
behind the chauffeur's back, his eyes
held steadily on the street car ahead.
The Bantam did not alight The
street car began to run out into the
suburbs. The taxicab, with lights
out now, risking the city ordinance,
dropped back to a more respectful
distance in the rear. The district be-
came less settled, the houses farther
apart; the street lights were single
incandescents now, and these few
and far between. There was one
passenger left in the car-the Ban
tam.
The chauffeur spoke abruptly.
We're pretty near the end of the
line" he said.
All right" the Hawk answered.
Stop when the car stops--keep
about this distance, we're not likely
to be noticed" A moment later he
stepped from the taxi. Wait for me
here!" he directed.
The Bantam, leaving the street
car, had started off at sharp pace
past the end of the car line. 1t was
little more than a country road now;
only a house here and there. The
Bantam, just discernible in the dark
ness, had Il lead of perhaps E, hun
dred yards, and the Hawk, moving
stealthily, began to creep nearer and
still nearer, until the hundred yards
were fifty--and then suddenly, with
low muttered exclamation, he
threw himself flat on the ground.
The Bantam, abreast OF house
from which there showed a light in
the side window, had turned in
abruptly from the road. A glow of
light spread out as the front door
opened. The Hawk lay motOnless.
Then the Bantam entered. and the
door was closed again. A little later,
form appeared at the side window,
a hand reached up, and the shade
was drawn