“C»^jnd Up, You Hound!”
SYNOPSIS.
"Mad” Dan Maitland, on reaching his
New York bachelor club, met an attrac
tive young woman at the door. Janitor
o'Hagan assured him no one had been
within that day. Dan discovered a wom
an's finger prints in dust on his desk,
along with a letter from his attorney.
Maitland dined with Bannerman. his at
torney. Dan set out for Greenfields, to
get his family jewels. During his walk
to the country seat, lie met the young
woman in gray, whom he had seen leav
ing his bachelors’ chib. Her auto had
broken down. He fixed it. By a ruse she
“lost” him. Maitland, on reaching home,
.surprised lady in gray, cracking the safe
containing his gems. She. apparently,
took him for a well-known < rook. Daniel
K \nfsty. Half-hypnotized. Maitland opened
his safe, took therefrom the jewels, and
gave tht-m to her. first forming a part
nership in or me. The re al Dan Anisty.
sought hv police of the world, appeared
en the same mission. Maitland overcame
him. He met the girl outside the house
and they sped on to New York in her au
to. lie had the jewels and she promised
to meet him that day Maitland received
a "Mr. Snaith.” introducing himself as n
detective. To shield the girl in gray.
Maitland, about to show him the jew
els. supposedly lost, was foiled by a blow
from "Snaith’s” cane. The latter proved
to be Anisty himself and lie secured the
gems. Anisty. who was Maitland’s dou
ble. masqueraded as the latter. The
criminal kept Maitland's engagement with
the girl in gray. He gave her the gems,
after falling in love at first sight. They
were to meet and divide the loot. Mait
land revived and regretted missing his
engagement. Anisty. masquerading as
Maitland. narrowly avoided capture
through mysterious tip. The girl in gray
visited Maitland's apartments during his
absence and returned gems, being dis
covered on return. Maitland, without
< ash. called up his home and heard a
woman's voice expostulating. Anisty.
disguised as Maitland, told her his real
identity and realizing himself tricked
tried to wring from her the location of
the gems. Then he proposed marriage. A
crash was heard nt the front door. Mait
land started for home.
CHAPTER XI.—Continued.
In the cab. Maitland, turning to
watch through the rear peep-hole, was
thrown violently against the side as
the hansom rocked on one wheel into
his street. Recovering, he seized the
dashboard and gathered himself to
gether. ready to spring the instant the
vehicle paused in its headlong career.
Through the cabby's misunderstand
ing of the address, in all likelihood,
the horse was reined in on its
haunches some three houses distant
from the apartment building. Mait
land found himself sprawling on his
hands and knees on the sidewalk,
•picked himself up, shouting: "You'!!
wait?" to the driver, and sprinted
madly the few yards separating him
from his own front door, keys ready in
hand.
Simultaneously the half-winded po
liceman lumbered around the Fifth
avenue corner, and a man. detaching
himself from the shadows of a neigh
boring doorway, began to trot lontish
ly acros3 the street, evidently with
the intention of intercepting Maitland
at the door.
He was hardly quick enough. Mait
land did not'even see him. The door
slammed in the man's face, and he,
panting harshly, rapped out an im
precation and began a frantic assault
on the push-button marked "Janitor.”
As for Maitland, he was taking the
stairs three at a clip, and had his pass
key in the latch almost as soon as his
feet touched the first landing. An in
stant later he thrust the door open and
blundered blindly into the pitch dark
ness of his study.
For a thought he stood bewildered
and dismayed by the absence of light.
He had thought, somehow, to find the
gas jets flaring. The atmosphere was
hot and foul with the odor of kero
sene, the blackness filled with strange
sounds and mysterious moving shapes.
A grunting gasp came to his ears, and
then the silence and the night alike
were split by a report, accompanied by
a streak of orange flame shooting
eeilingward from the middle of the
room. >
Us light, transient as it. was, gave
him some inkling of the situation. Un
thinkingly he flung himself forward,
ready to grapple with that which first
should meet his hands. Something
soft and yielding brushed against his.
shoulder, and subconsciously, in the
auto-hypnosis of his excitement, he
was aware of a man's voice cursing
and a woman’s cry of triumph trailing
off into a wail of pain.
On the instant he found himself at
grips with the marauder. For a mo
ment both swayed, dazed by the shock
of collision. Then Maitland got a foot
ing on the carpet and put forth his
strength; the other gave way, slipped,
and went to his knees. Maitland's
hands found his throat, fingers sinking
deep into flesh as he bore the fellow
backward.
A match flared noiselessly and the
gas blazed overhead. A cry of aston
ishment choked in his throaat. as he
recognized his own features duplicated
in the race of the man whose throat he
was slowly and relentlessly constrict
ing. Anisty! He had not thought of
him or connected him with the sounds
that had thrilled and alarmed him over
the telephone wire coming out of the
void and blackness of night. Indeed,
he had hardly thought any coherent
thing about the matter. The ring of
the girl's "No!" had startled him, and
he had somehow thought, vaguely.
thatO'Hagan had surprised her in the
flat. But more than that—
He glanced swiftly aside at the sir]
standing still beneath the chandelier,
the match in one hand burning to
ward her finger tips, in the oilier An
isty s revolver. Their eyes met. and
! in hers the light of gladness leaped
and fell like a living flame, then died,
to be replaced by a look of entreaty
and prayer so moving that his heart
in its unselfish chivalry went out to
her.
Who or what she was, howsoever
damning the evidence against her, he
would believe against belief, shield her
to the end at whatever hazard to him
self, whatever cost to his fortunes.
Love is unreasoning and unreasonable
even when unrecognized.
His senses seemed to vibrate with
redoubled activity, to become abnor
mally acute. For the first time he was
conscious of the imperative clamor of
the electric bell in O'Hagan's quarters,
as well as of the janitor's rich brogue
voiciug his indignation as he opened
the basement door and prepared to as
cend. Instantly the cause of the dis
turbance flashed upon him.
His strangle hold on Anisty relaxed,
he released the man, and, brows
knitted with the concentration of his
thoughts, he stepped back and over to
the girl, lifting her hand and gently
taking the revolver from her fingers.
Below, O'Hagan was parleying
I through the closed door with the late
callers. Maitland could have blessed
his hot-headed Irish stupidity for the
delay he was causing.
Already Anisty was on his feet
again, blind with rage and crouching
as if ready to spring, only restrained
by the sight of his own revolver,
steady and threatening in Maitland's
hand.
For the least part of a second the
young man hesitated, choosing his
way. Then, resolved. In accents of
determination: “Stand up, you hound!"
he cried. “Back to the wall there!"
and thrust the weapon under the burg
lar’s nose.
The move gained instant obedience.
Mr. Anisty could not reasonably hesi
tate in the face of such odds.
“And you,’’ Maitland continued over
| his shoulder to the girl without remov
ing his attention from the burgiar, "into
the alcove there, at crtee! And not a
word, not n whisper, not a sound until
1 call you!”
She gave him one frightened and
piteous glance, then, unquestioning,
slipped quietly behind the portieres.
To Anisi.v. again: "Turn your pock
ets out!" commanded Maitland.
"Quick, you fool! The police are be
low; vnur freedom depends on your
haste..”
Anisty's hands flew to his pockets,
emptying their contents on the floor.
Maitland's eyes sought in vain the
shape of the canvas bag. But time
was too precious. Another moment’s
procrastination and—
“That will do," be said, crisply,
without raising his voice. "Now listen
to me. At the end of the hall, there,
you'll find a trunk closet, from which
a window—”
"1 know.”
“Naturally you would. Now go!”
Anisty waited for no repetition of
the permission. Whatever the mad
ness of Mad Maitland, he was con
cerned only to profit by it. Never be
fore had the long arm of the law
stretched hungry fingers so near his
collar. He went, springing down the
hall in long, soundless strides, vanish
ing into its shadows.
As he disappeared Maitland stepped
!~to the door, raised his revolver, and
pulled the trigger twice. The shots
detonated loudly In that confined space,
and rang coincident with the clash and
clatter of shivered glass. A thin cloud
of vapor obscured the doorway, sway
ing on the hot, still air, then parted
and dissolved, dissipated by the en
trance of four men who, thrusting the
door violently open, struggled into the
hallway.
Blue cloth and brass buttons moved
conspicuously in the van, a grim face
flushed and perspiring beneath the hel
met's vizor, a revolver poised menac
ingly in one hand, locust as ready in
the other. Behind this outward and
visible manifestation of the law's
majesty bobbed a rusty derby, cocked
jauntily back upon the red, shining
forehead of a short and thick-set per
son with a black mustache. O'Hagan's
agitated countenance loomed over a
dusty shoulder, and the battered silk
hat of the nighthawk brought up the
rear.
‘Come m. everybody, Maitiana
greeted them cheerfully, turning back
into the study and tossing the revol
ver. shreds of smoke still curling up
from its muzzle, upon a divan.
“O'Hagan,” he called, on second
thought, “jump downstairs and see
that all New York doesn't get in. Let
nobody ini”
As the janitor unwillingly obeyed,
policeman and detective found their
tongues. A volley of questions, to the
general purport of "What's th' meanin'
of all this here?" assailed Maitland as
he rested himself coolly on an edge
of the desk. He responded, with one
eyebrow slightly elevated:
“A burglar. What did you suppose?
That 1 was indulging in target practice
at this time of night?”
"Which way'd he go?”
"Hack of the flat—through the win
dow to the fire-escape. I suppose. I
look a couple of shots after him. but
missed, and, inasmuch as he was
armed. I didn't pursue.”
Hickey stepped: forward, glowering
unpleasantly a! the young man. "Yeh
40 along, " he told the uniformed man.
''nd see f he's lellin' the truth. I'll
stay, here 'nd keep him company.”
His tone amused Maitland. In the
reaction from the recent strain upon
his wits and nerve, he laughed openly.
“And who are you?” he suggested,
smiling, as the itoliceman clumped
heavily away.
Hickey spat thoughtfully into a
Satsuma jardiniere and sneered. "I
s'pose yeh never saw me before?”
Maitland bowed affirmation. “I'm
sorry to say that that pleasure has
heretofore been denied me.”
“Uh-huh,” agreed the detective,
sourly, “I guess that's a hot one. too.”
He scowled blackly in Maitland's
amazed face and seemed abruptly to
swell with mysterious rage. “My
name's Hickey," he informed him, ven
omously, “and don't, yeh lose sight of
that after this. It's somethin' it won’t
hurt yeh to remember. Guess yer
mem’ry’s taking a vacation, huh?”
“Mv dear man," said Maitland, “you
speak in parables and—if you'll par
don my noticing It—with some un
called-for spTeen. Might I suggest that
you moderate your tone? For," he
continued, facing the man squarely, “if
you don't, it will be my duty and
pleasure to hoist you into the street.”
"I got a photergrapht of yeh doing
it," growled Hickey. “Still, seeing as
yeh never saw me before, I guess it
won't do no harm for yeh to connect
i with this." And he turned back his
coat, uncovering the official shiem of
the detective bureau.
“Ah!'’ commented Maitland, polite
ly. “A detective? How interesting!"
"Fi: e-escape winder’s broke, all
right." This was the policeman, re
turned. “And some one's let down the
bottom length of ladder, but there ain't
nobody in sight.”
“No,” interjected Hickey, “ nd there
wouldn't 've been if you'd been waitin'
in the back yard all night.”
"Certainly not.” Maitland agreed,
blandly; “especially if my burglar had
known it. In which case I fancy he
would have chosen another route—by
the roof, possibly.”
“Yeh know somethin' about rolnfs
yehself, donchuh?" suggested Hickey.
"Well, guess yeh']] have time to write
a book about it while yeh—“
He stepped unexpectedly to Mait
land's side and bent forward. Some
thing cold and hard closed with a
snap around each of the young man's
wrists. Ke started up. face aflame
with indignation, forgetful of the girl
bidden in the alcove.
“What the devil!” he cried, hotly,
jingling the handcuffs.
"Ah, come off." Hickey advised him.
“Yeh can’t bluff it forever, you know.
Come along and tell the sarge all
about it. Daniel Maitland, Es-qulre,
alias Handsome Dan Anisty, gentle
man burglar. Ah. cut that out, young
fellow; veh're foxy, all right, but
yeh've pushed ver run of luck toe
hard.”
Hickey paused, perplexed, finding nc
words wherewith adequately to voice
the disgust aroused in him by his pris
oner's demeanor, something far from
seemly, to his mind.
| The humor of the situation had just
j dawned upon Maitland, and the young
man was crimson with appreciation.
“Go on, go on!” be begged, feebly.
"Don’t let me stop you, Hickey. Don’t,
please, let me spoil it all. Yonr Sher
lock Holmes, Hickey, is one of the
finest characterizations I have ever
witnessed. It is a privilege not to be
underestimated to be permitted to play
Raffles to you. But seriously, my dear
sleuth!” with an unhappy attempt to
wipe his eyes with hampered fists,
“don't you think you're wasting your
talents?”
Ry this time even the policeman
seemed doubtful. He glanced askance
at the detective and shuffled uneasily.
As for the cabby, who had blustered
in at first with intent to demand his
due in no uncertain terms, apparently
Maitland's bearing, coupled with the
inherent contempt and hatred of the
nighthawk tribe for the minions of the
law, had won his sympathies complete
ly. Lounging against a docr-jamb,
Quite at hdme, he genially puffed an
unspeakable cigarette and nodded ap
probation of .Maitland's every other
word.
But Hickey—Hickey bristled bellig
erently.
''Fine.” he declared, acidly; "fine
and dandy. 1 take off my hat to yeh.
Dan Anisty. I may he a bad actor, all
right, but yeh got me beat at the
post.”
Then turning to the policeman: “I
got him right. Look here!” Drawing
a folder? newspaper from his pocket,
be spread it open for the officer's in
spection. "Yeh see them pictures?
Now, on the level, is it natural?”
The patrolman frowned doubtfully,
glacing from the paper to Maitland.
The cabby stretched a curious neck.
Maitland groaned inwardly; he had
seen that infamous sheet.
“Now listen,” the Jeteetive ex
pounded with gusto. "Twict to-day this
here Maitland, or Anisty. meets me.
Once on the stoop here, 'nd he's Mait
lard 'nd takes me to lunch—see? Next
time it's In Harlem, where I’ve been
sent with a hot tip from the c'mmis
s'ner’s office to find Anisty, 'nd he's
still Maitland nd surprised to see me.
1 ain't sure then, but I'm doin’ some
heavy thinkin', all right. I lets him
go and shadows him. After a while
he gives me the slip 'nd 1 chases down
here, waitin' for him to turn up. Com
ing down on the car 1-buys this paper
'nd sees the pictures, and then I'm
on. See?”
“Ch-hub." gruntpd the natrolmsn.
scowling at Maitland. The cabby
caressed his nose with a soiled fore
finger reflectively, plainly a bit pre
judiced by Hickey's exposition.
“One minute,” Maitland interjected,
eyes twinkling and lips twitching.
"How long ago was it that you began
to watch this house, sleuth?”
“Five minutes before yeh come,”
responded Hickey, ignoring the insult.
"Now'—”
“Took you a lcng time to figure this
out, didn’t it? But go on. please.”
“Well. I picked the winner, all
right." flared the deiective. "I guess
that'll be about all for yours.”
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
HISTORICAL RECORD OF RINGS
- i
Have Important Part in the Annals of
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The ring began when man thrust
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Ixird Ruthven. who helped to kill Riz
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Our ancestors practically knew no pol
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Tommy—Pop, what is the office
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Paxtine is a harmless yet powerful
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