Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1929-11-06
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her that she could not rest ment-
ally.
1t was seven O'Clock in the eve
ming when Sprinty Flynn came,
with another dark, small man, APP
parently in a great hurry, and
they put four more ~suitcaSes under
Rosalie's bed. They were larger and
heavier, and Rosalie was so weak
with anxiety that her protest was
almost a whimper.
The other man bent over her this
time. There was a feverish wild
look in his eyes as he Kissed out
at her.
you'll keep year damned pretty
little tap shut or you'll be the
deadeSt jane that ' e e a bull
let. An 50 viii yer swell boy
friend"
Sprinty laughed. They were in q
desperate hurry, but ne took time
to add grimly:
shes damn sure Of that. Poppy"
Tim saw them coming out. Some
thing very funny IA going on. OF
that he was well aware. How did
Queen get to know such crooks
and what was the matter? He
would find out II 1t killed him.
But. meanwhile, what protection
had she for herself? Racking his
brain with the problem. he finally
decided that 1t was something tina:
would have TO be taken care OF at
once.
He appeared az Rosalie's door
half an hour after Sprinty and Pop
py's visit. His face was pale with
earneStneSs.
"Lissen. Queen" he began halt
ingly. II amt tryin' to pry into
your businesS-honest I ain't-but /
seen them guys come out Of here a
while ago, and I bet anything in
the world they come TO try to scare
you about somethin'."
RoSalie knew she could not lie TO
him again. He was completely wise
that something serious was the
matter. Tears came ito her eyes.
and she reached out her hand and
took his freckled one.
"Ycu mustn't worry about me.
Tim. It's nothing"
Then what you cryin' for?" he
asked her, almost in tears himself.
He looked out and saw the fire
escape.
Good criminy. and you on a fire
escape, too
When he pulled a little wenty-
five automatic revolved, black and
shiny, out Of his pocket, and held 1t
in his hand, she drew back In froZ-
En- horror.
''Tim-what have you got that
awful thing for?"
You got to take 1t. Queen. He
swallowed hard for S~elf-control. "Ill
never leave this room unless you
do. 1t amt safe Tor you to be here
alone without a gat."
She was terrified and fascinated
with it as he showed her the safety
catch and inisted on her touching
1t.
1T don't bite, Queen. It won't
hurt you-it can't. But you got to
keep it under your pillow.
II can't" Rosalie bit her lips 10
keep them from trembling. II
mustn't. Somebody might get killed
with II"
Tim sat down In the rickety chair
with a look OF grim determination
and boyish chagrin in his face.
do you want me to set here all
night-or go down and tell Mother
Murphy that somethil' is wrong? ]
ought to 90 to the cops and tell EN-
to keep them birds away from
you"
Rosalie was sure then that the
only way to get rid Of Tim was to
take the revolver. She reached
over and. recoiling as II from a
shiny serpent. took it and put it
under her pillow.
Thank you, Tim" She gave him
a fleeing, nervous smile. and
reached up and put q kiss on his
freckled cheek. "YoI are my pro-