Evening star., 1921-10-03
continued from Yesterdays star.)

was pulled forward almost to the
bridge of his nose, scanned both sides
of the street and in both directions.
He moved on again along the block.
Yes, he remembered Nicolo Capriano.
Capriano must. be pretty old man
now-as old as Tony Lomazzi. There
had been a great deal Of talk about q
gang of Italian black-handers In those
days, when, he Dave Henderson. was a
boy, and Capriano had been sort OF
hero-bandit, he remembered; and
there had been q mysterious society:
and bomb throwing, and q reign OF
terror carried on that had paralyzeo
the police. They had never been apie
to convict Nicolo: Capriano. though II
was common. knowledge that the po.
lice believed him to be the brains and
front of the organization. Always
something, or some one. had stood Pc
tween Capriano and prison bars-ltke
Tony Lomhzzi, for instance ~
He did not remember Loma1zie
trial. nor the details of the particu-
victed, but that perhaps. had put an
end to the gangs work. Certainly.
Capriano's activities were q thing OF
the past; It was all matter OF years
ago. Capriano was never heard OF
now, but even II the man. through
to live q retired existence that In no
way robbed him Of his cleverness. nor
made him less valuable as q prospec-
tive ally.
could help him. Capriano must sun
possess underground channeis ina id
would be Of incalculable value In AID
ing him to track Millman down.
His fists, hidden in the side pockets
of his coat. clenched fiercely. Ihat
was it-Millman! There wasn't
chance but that Millman had taken
the money from the pigeon-co'e pgse no,nv nv
would see. Of course. before many
more hours, but there wasn't chance.
It was Millman he wanted nowu. Inc Inc
nossihility that had occurred TO MN
in prison Of Millman being q stooi.
pigeon, or even one of the ponce, no
longer held water, FOR II ine momfy o,,hs
had been recovered 1t would be pup,
iiciy. known. It hadn't been recovered:
Therefore, it was Millman he must
And and It was Nicolo Capriano's heip
he wanted: But he must protect -
priano. He would owe Capr1ano tnae
that it should not be kn1wn .nr;ae .nsae
No and pave Henderson. Wen, ne
was doing that now. WASN'T ne
Neither Eouare John Kelly nor Nicolo
Capriano would in any way pe P.aceo
under suspicion through his Vlsles "
them tonight! r>.,.
uanf3erson's sole attraction In ufe
now. He went from one TO anosne.,
and he passed mono by. ana ne Went ne
nnwhere else-and he left trail OF
harkeepers. soowls behind him, one one
drink in each place. with nve nne eths
curied around the glass, ni1lns .one ene
teM iaS Sil While it proclaimed to the bar
t-aansr the g1uttonous and greedy nm
1osition of the professional buH, "o,S
p,,e his welcome as a customer; anu anu
- the resultant scowl from benana tne y
har was not suggestive enous
was augmented by an u"e'
ing request to beat II! ~ on
T aa anneared to be possessed OF an
earnest determination TO MAKE
njoht of it-and also OF an equany
earnest determination to get as S; nuJii
Iinuor for as little money as p1ssa
ble. And. the record ne leIt e.;sannv
him bore unimpeacnaoie
He appeared to grow little un,
.+eadv on his feet; he was oven
i,,rchjnr quite noticeably when, an
hour later, the lighted WinaoWS - VI
square John Kelly's, Pacihc Corai Ora s an
loon his first real hs Sath He % stood
sti,l here full In the light. botn OF
the window and a street lamp, ana
shooi his head in well-simuiateo
grave and dubious inebr1ety. he pg
ran to tumble in his pockets. ne
fished out a dime from one; anu q
still more Industrious search appar-
emily proved abortive. For: a long
t;yne he appeared to be ABSORBED IN
a lugubriouS contemplation OF ING
two coins that lay in the PAIN OF
his hand-but under his nat Drlm ms
eyes marked a man in pro"n ~ pedaer daer
cap who was approaching the ooos
Of the saloon. This was the secono
time in the course Of the last half
hour-since he had begun 70 snow
signs that the whisky was getting the
better of him-that he had seen the
man in the brown peaked cap: s
.There were swinging wicker doors
tn the saloon, and the man pushed
these open and went in-but he DID
NOT go far, Dave Henderson's lips
thinned Rrimly. The bottom OF the
swinging doors was a good foot ana
a half above the level of the side
walk-but, being SO far gone IN
TO notice the fact that the mans
boots remained visible, and that the
man was standing there motlonless!
Dave. Henderson took the street
lamp into his confidence.
"or Kelly" said Dave HENDERSON
John. Gotta have money; Whatsh
matter with touching Kelly? Eh-
whatsh matter with that?
He lurched toward the swinging
doors. The boots retreated suddenly:
He pushed his way through. and stood
surveying the old-time famlilar sur
roundings owlishly. The man with
the brown cap was leaning against
the bar close to the door: a half dozen
Others were ranged farther down
along it's length; and at Its lower
end, lounging against the wall OF the
little private office, was q squat,
paunchy man with bald head, and
fiorid face, and keen gray eyes under
enormously bushy gray eyebrows. 1t
was Kelly, just as Kelly used to be
even to the massive gold watch
chain stretched across the vest, with
the massive gold fraternity emblem
dangling down 'vs from II the rs efnee5, Hsn5sron
called out effusive1y, and made rapid.
though somewhat erratic progress
across the room to Ke11y's side. GLAD
t'see you, OIL boy"' He gave Kelly
no chance to say anything. He
caught Kelly's hand. and pumped it
pavs Up and aa%e sur yGg days snew as the the
track, eh? Been away on a vacation.
Come back-broke" His voice took
on a drunkenly confidential tone
that could be heard everywhere in
the saloon. SHAY could see you
a minute in private?"
A man at the bar laughed. Dave
Henderson wheeled bel1fgerently.
Kelly intervened.
Perplexity, mingling with surprise
and disapproval, stamped Kennys
horid face,
"Yes. I know you well enough; but
didn't expect to see you like this,
Dave!" he said shortly. He jerked
his hand. toward the door Of the pri-
vate" oflce. "Ill talk to you in there"
Dave Henderson entered the office.
Kelly shut the door behind him.
you're drunk!' he said sternly. -,