prowler below-stairs. The THING seemed to have retreated again to the
cellar, leaving the upper floor to the five strangely assorted prisoners
and the first floor to the dead man.
During the brief intervals of conversation the girl repeated snatches
of her story and once she mentioned The Oskaloosa Kid as the murderer of
the unnamed victim. The two men who had come last pricked up their ears
at this and Bridge felt the boy's hand just touch his arm as though in
mute appeal for belief and protection. The man half smiled.
"We seen The Oskaloosa Kid this evenin'," volunteered one of the
"You did?" exclaimed the girl. "Where?"
"He'd just pulled off a job in Oakdale an' had his pockets bulgin' wid
sparklers an' kale. We was follerin' him an' when we seen your light up
here we t'ought it was him."
The Oskaloosa Kid shrank closer to Bridge. At last he recognized the
voice of the speaker. While he had known that the two were of The Sky
Pilot's band he had not been sure of the identity of either; but now it
was borne in upon him that at least one of them was the last person on
earth he cared to be cooped up in a small, unlighted room with, and a
moment later when one of the two rolled a 'smoke' and lighted it he saw
in the flare of the flame the features of both Dopey Charlie and The
General. The Oskaloosa Kid gasped once more for the thousandth time that
It had been Dopey Charlie who lighted the cigaret and in the brief
illumination his friend The General had grasped the opportunity to scan
the features of the other members of the party. Schooled by long years
of repression he betrayed none of the surprise or elation he felt when
he recognized the features of The Oskaloosa Kid.
If The General was elated The Oskaloosa Kid was at once relieved and
terrified. Relieved by ocular proof that he was not a murderer and
terrified by the immediate presence of the two who had sought his life.
His cigaret drawing well Dopey Charlie resumed: "This Oskaloosa Kid's a
bad actor," he volunteered. "The little shrimp tried to croak me; but
he only creased my ribs. I'd like to lay my mits on him. I'll bet there
won't be no more Oskaloosa Kid when I get done wit him."
The boy drew Bridge's ear down toward his own lips. "Let's go," he said.
"I don't hear anything more downstairs, or maybe we could get out on
this roof and
At the earnest solicitation of the faculty members of the athletic committee, I have been influenced, against my better judgment, to temporize with an utterly insufferable condition.Page 3
Grant, he would have graduated at the head of his class had the list been turned upside down.Page 4
To his fellows, as well as to himself, he had been a great success--the success of the university--and he and they saw in the future only continued success in whatever vocation he decided to honor with his presence.Page 5
If dad had only reproached me or threatened some condign punishment I don't believe I should feel half as badly as I do.Page 10
"Pretty early to go to bed," he thought as he reached for his watch to note the time, running his fingers into an empty pocket.Page 18
And anyway there is no necessity for mussing me up so.Page 21
Transportation and other considerations took him to a place on Indiana Avenue near Eighteenth Street, from whence he found he could walk to and from work, thereby saving ten cents a day.Page 30
He had no money for breakfast, and so he went breakfastless, and as he had no carfare it was necessary for him to walk the seemingly interminable miles from one prospective job to another.Page 33
"No, I am afraid not," replied Compton.Page 38
"I thought I'd come in and give you the once-over.Page 41
"It doesn't seem possible that such a good-looking chap should be occupying such a menial position.Page 61
We are taking all the work that we can possibly handle at the highest prices we have ever received, and yet our profits are not at all commensurate with the volume of business.Page 76
There must be some other way to get around this.Page 77
In a corner of the room, with her back toward the door, Elizabeth Compton sat reading.Page 81
He was putting on his overcoat when Elizabeth Compton emerged from the music-room and approached him.Page 82
How is your father?" "He seems very tired and despondent," replied Elizabeth.Page 85
Suddenly she extended her hand and laid it on Jimmy's.Page 95
CIRCUMSTANTIAL EVIDENCE.Page 101
"Good," said Carl.Page 111
Jimmy crossed the room and laid his hand upon her forehead and at the touch she opened her eyes and looked up at him.