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Updated: September 9, 2025
Dainty, chic, well-poised, serene, flawlessly pretty in her miniature fashion: Anisty recognized her in a twinkling. His perceptions, trained to observations as instantaneous as those of a snap-shot camera, and well-nigh as accurate, had photographed her individuality indelibly upon the film of his memory, even in the abbreviated encounter of the previous night.
A cry of astonishment choked in his throat as he recognized his own features duplicated in the face of the man whose throat he was slowly and relentlessly constricting. 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.
"Twice to-day this here Maitland, or Anisty, meets me. Once on the stoop here, 'nd he's Maitland 'nd takes me to lunch see? Next time it's in Harlem, where I've been sent with a hot tip from the C'mmiss'ner's office to find Anisty, 'nd he's still Maitland 'nd surprised to see me. I ain't sure then, but I'm doin' some heavy thinkin', all right. I lets him go and shadows him.
The third factor stood in the doorway, slender and tall, in evening dress, as was Maitland, a light, full overcoat hanging open from his shoulders; one hand holding back the curtain, the other arrested on the light switch. His lips dropped open and his eyes, too, were protruding with amazement. Feature for feature he was the counterpart of the man before him; in a word, here was the real Anisty.
In either case, permit me to thank you for the use of your wardrobe, which, quaintly enough, has outlived its usefulness to me: a fat-headed detective named Hickey will tell you why, and to extend to you expression of my highest consideration. Believe me, I am enviously yours, Daniel Anisty' Signed," added Hickey mechanically, his face working. "Satisfied, Sleuth?"
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," he 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 " "I know." "Naturally you would. Now go!" Anisty waited for no repetition of the permission.
Then with a slight jar the elevator stopped at 22. "Yous know the way?" "Perfectly," replied Anisty. "Two flights up in the tower." "Right. When yous wants me, ring." The car dropped like a plummet, leaving them in darkness or rather in a thick gloom but slightly moderated by the moonlight streaming in at windows at either end of the corridor. Anisty gripped the girl more roughly. "Now, my lady!
On the top landing a door confronted them, its glass panel shining dimly in the darkness. Anisty paused, unceremoniously thrusting the girl to one side and away from the head of the staircase; and fumbled in a pocket, presently producing a jingling bunch of keys.
The detective's second bullet winged through the doorway, over Anisty's head, and bit through the outer window. As Anisty, with a tremendous strain upon his failing powers, struggled to his feet, Maitland, catching the murderous gleam in the man's eye, pulled trigger. The burglar's answering shot expended itself as harmlessly as Maitland's. Both went wide of their marks.
What'd he think when he read that Dan Anisty had been pinched on Broadway in company with the little woman he'd been making eyes at whom he was going, in his fine manlike way, to reach down a hand to and yank up out of the gutter and redeem and and all that slush? Eh?" And again his low evil laugh made her shudder. "Now, you won't risk that. You'll come with me and behave, I guess, all right."
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