Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1921-12-17

lnnc--~and all this without the slight
est chance of being observed. lie should
be able TO go to Tydeman's house and
return in. say, an hour, or an bonr
and n half Mt the outside. If any ono
noticed the car in front IL would scen,'
only natural that he had gone TO bis'
room to. wash up and perhaps change
his clothes after ninety mile rim
especially in view, of the fact that ths
train he was supposed to take back to
Stockton did not leave until o o'cloct
He leaned back in his seat and % bIsw
smoke ring into the air compiacentlvi
'Sure!' observed Dave Henderson
II guess I've got the odds switched--to
little better than even money. III
be back with that hundred thousand and
no one the wiser, but I've got TO bjao
It mewhere-what? And I can't maEe
the fool play of hiding Il in my room :,
Another smoke ring followed the first
Almost any place would do--so thai i
would be easy to get at. and at the sams
time would not attract attention 70 hin,
when he went back to 1t. Well-tbs
shed, then! He nodded his head sud.
denly. Yes, of course--Mrs, TooIer,s
old pigeon cote in the shed IL wns thS
one place in million The money would
be perfectly safe there, and he coulJ
get IL again any time at minutes no.
tlce. Again he nodded his head, : Tho
whole thing was as good as done noa,
After the money was hidden, he had onI.
TO get into the car, drive TO TyJemsn!s
mouse, mount the steps with The iit,,a
black .satchcl in his hand-and reaueS
of Martin. X. Tydeman, Esouirs
the money that Bookie Skarvan had sen,
him for, and which he had motoreJ ~
matter OF some ninety miles to obtain,
Dave iendcrson's TIPS parted in a
sudden smile, though the outtbrnst
dogged jaw was in no degree reia rsd S!'
There would be one whale of n hull
baloo But the last man who comid
by the widest stretch of Imagination
nave had anything to do with the rob.
berry was-Dave Henderson.
After that. maybe he would occent =
second hundred thousand from Tydem,n
and take 1t back to Bookie Skarvan
too That was all he had to do--plav tb,
game. In six months it would be soon
enough to dig up and beat IL OUT of tbe
West for keeps. There wasn't anv
hurry. Being already a man of sffairs
II would take him some time to get
those affairs settled up! There was Gid
Square John Kelly and that three tbou.
sand dollars, for instance. Kelly couldn't
produce the cash at an instant's notice,
J
If he tipped old Kelly off that he was
thinking of chucking up the West. Kelly
would have 1t for him at the end OF
few months. There wasn't any hurry,
Dave Henderson glanced at the cars
clOck-and fippcd the butt of his cira
rette away. 1t was ten minutes of five
He started the car forward again-but
now he drove leisurely. The plan he
had decided upon no longer demanded
an excess of speed He was getting in
pretty close to Frisco, and he did not
now want to reach the city until at
least Il few minutes after six.
There was something supcrbly insou.
Giant about the man as, far back in his
scat. his hands rested in a sort of mas.
tCrful negligence upon the steering
wheel. OF ethics Dave Henderson knew
little. and cared much less--ethics had
been missing from the curriculum of the
school in which he had been brought up.
He wanted hundred thousand dollars,
because with hundred thousand dollars
he was fixed for life: and having
weighed the betting odds that stood be.
tween him and his goal. and having de.
cidcd to accept those odds. IL became
simply question of winning. or of be.
ing wiped out. If he got wiped out, he
would neither whimper nor whine-be
would simply swallow MS mCulclne. lie
was taking n sporting chance-he was
stalking his liberty. quite possibly his
life, against Martin X. Tydcmans hun
dred thousand dollars. And TydemaD
could afford to lose.
He wasn't for putting Tydeman. or
any one else. on the rocks: that wasn't
the sort of game he had any use for
but hundred thousand 10 Tydeman
was strcet-cnr fare. He admitted that
he would have preferred it should have
been some one other than Tydeman. in
the sense that hc possessed an un.
bounded admiration for Tydeman-tor
: Tydeman. even though he was too old
to take much Of an active part in any
thing. was still the gamest sport on
: record. But it. was Tydcman. it hap.
pencd that it was Tydeman and So
well-Davc Henderson shrugged his
shoulders.
"Step up. gentlemen, and place your
bets - murmurcd Dave Henderson
: softly. And take a tip from mo
: bunch your wads on the dark horse"
10 be continued Monday