Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1926-02-14
THE YELLOW DOG
is
Everything Pointed to Clear Getaway for the Robber

There were other things to think Of
Just then. Hankinson realized his dan
ger. lie made "A sudden dash back.
The girl set up n loud scream, dashed
the lamp In his face. drew back with
the agility of a snake and locked the
door behind her.
HankinSon went, too, then. He
CROPPED his way to the street door and
let himself out. AS he crossed the
threshold he had an unplea SAINT feeling
of a SinuouS, wiry body that cannoned
against his legs. and he kicked out at
1t in sheer frenzy of hatred. But when
he reached the pavement and looked
round him there was no dog there.
And. with another curse. he made off.
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THERE was nobody about just at
that point, but there were people
20 yards away on either hand. and
HanllinSon's chief desire was to mingle
with and get beyond them. He turned
10 the right and sped swiftly away,
and Just then the girl darted into the
street from the side entrance and let
out a Well that startled every midnight
stroller within the eighth of q mile
Murder
Hankinson shot into the nearest en-
try. 1t was light where he entered 1T;
was light again where he left it, And
flnging a glance over his shoulder as
he turned at the end Of it, he saw fig
ures dart after him: also he heard "A
queer padding sound not so far away
from his heels. He then knew that
here was a serious business and he
set his teeth and ran. There was a
network of alleys and courts and queer
places whereabouts. Hankinson lodged
he went he heard the queer padding
sound, and he cursed that one-eyed,
yellow dog to the depths Of a dogs tail
And yet-once. twice. thrice, he
looked round-at least once with his
revolver in his hand-and never saw
any dog at all, not even when there
We're patches of light which the pur-
suit, brute or human, must cross
Eventually Hankinson. spent of
breath, darted into g. dark court. The
next minute something seemed to
catch him by the ankle. He made a
violent plunge forward. dashed his
head against n wall. saw thousands of
stars flash before his eyes. and felt a
great buzZing and humming rise up
somewhere behind his ears. And i'm
mediately after that IIankinson. for
the time being, felt and saw nothing
more.
W men IidllhliISDll tstiiit DStIh tp EO1l-
SCiousneSs he gradually realized that
he was in surroundings of an undeni-
ably strange sort. Save for a dull
aching in his head. occasionally varied
by a sharp stab of pain, he was not
He was lying on some
thing very soft and warm; his head
was properly pilowed; he felt that
some hand had carefully tucked a COW
ering around his limbs. He judged
from these things that he was not, at
any rate. in a police station. expert
ence had taught him that in those
places small consideration was shown
To visitors But it was no use opening
his eyes, for he was in a queer sort of
daTkneSS-not an absolue black dark
ness, but a sort of deep, misty blue
darkness, in the midst of which, high
above him. was faint spot of ruby
colored light. He could make that out,
and he could tell that the darkness
was blue and not black; more than
that it was impossible to say.
There was u queer, clinging, per