Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1921-12-22
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r,ALDY yICKERS and Runty Mott,
d who had been sitting in the front
seat of the big gray car. were in the
bo.nital from the smash; tho others had
,ot been much hurt. Bookie Skarvan's s
oar had been identified. what there was
isft of II. and that formed an implicat-
i,r link between him, Dave Henderson,
"a Badly Vickers' crowd. Runty Mott
nd Vickers, being forced therefore to
S,nlsin. had told q story that was almost
trne-.but they hadn't split on Bookic
starran-they had left Bookic Skar-
San out Of It. Tho story was enough
l ~ a confession, smacked enough OF
state's evidence to let them out Of any
| criminal proceedings, even If there had
b,en any really def mite charge that
could be brought against them. They
hadn't stolen the money! The story
rsne true because it was almost true
only they had left Bookie Skarvan out
i'ii aii,.
,ehe- had been the spokesman. Runty
said be had overheard Bookie Sknrvan
and Dave Henderson at the racccoursc.
| when tnNy NNlt W
cot the money from Tydeman. lie,
Rnnty Mott, had taken the train for
| Frisco. and had put It up to Badly
| yickers. Then they had followed Dave
. Henderson. meaning to take the money
. from, him the first chance they got. But
Dave Henderson had handed them a
iolt by crawling in through Tydeman's
library window and stealing it himself.
After that they had figured the easiest
nlace TO grab the coin was in Dave Hen
dersor's room, when he sneakcd back
there with the black handbag. And
Dave Henderson had walked right into
their trap, only they hadn't heard him
coming any more than he, in turn, had
been wise to the fact that they were
there. and in the showdown he had man
aged TO Jump through the front door
and reach his car. He had the money
In the black handbag with him. They
had chased him in tho other car that
tbe police had found smashed up, and
had nearly got him, when he threw the
j black handbag out Of the car. They
I stopped to pick It up, and found out the
| trick he had played on them. The hand
bag was empty; he still had the money
IN his car. They took up the chase again
and crashed into the other machine
! where Dave Henderson had left it
! blocking the road just around a sharp
turn. -,
Dave Hendcrson's laugh rang with a
devils mirth through the boxcar again.
That was all They hadn't split on
pal. They had left the pal to him;
Rupty Mott had told the story--and
Runty Motifs story went. He, Dave
Henderson, wouldn't change it! They
didn't know, and Bookie Skaryan
didn't know, that he knew. They had
left Bookie Skarvan to him-and they
had made Mrs. Tooler's pigeon cote as
safe as n vault.
The sluc of the car on a curve flung
him with a savage wrench from his ell
bows to his back again, and he groaned
in agony. Red flashes danced before
hls eyes, and nausea came once more,
and faintness---and he lay for long
time still. 1t seemed as though he no
longer had any power to move; even
o tho pain seemed to have become subordi-
nate to physical sense of weakness and
impotence that had settled upon him.
His head grow dizzy and most strangely
Light.
There came tho blast of the engine
whistle, the grind and thump Of buffer
beams, the shrek of the brakeshoes BIT
ing at the wheel tires. the sickening sen.
sation of motion being unsmoothly
checked. His mind did not grasp the
significance OF this for n moment-and
then with a frantic effort he struggled
70 his feet.
The door! The car door! He must
\ close it--hc must close the door. The
rain was stopping. If any one passed
BY outside and saw the door open, and
looked in, he was caught. He was too
weak TO fight any more. too weak to
run any more. He must close the door
he could not stand. The car swayed,
and bumped, and lurched too much !!
No one could stand with the car jolt
ing around in, circles like that! He
dropped to his knees. He could crawl.
then. The door. The car door! 1t
must be closed---even if he had to drag
himself to it.
1t wasn't far to tho door-iust n
isw feet. It was the pain in his leg
mat made him faint, but hc could get
mat far--just to the door. He touched
Dis lips with his tongue again. They
weren't dry now, his lips, and there