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When he came back he went to the wall and took down a photograph; but with what emotion I could not say, for his back was to me. I glanced again at the odd volatile beauty in the woman's face and wondered what was the word Bill Coogan had said and what was his reason for saying it.

Then, in answer to the detective's question, I told the story of the scuffle in the alley, and of the events that followed. "Did you see any of the men? To recognize them, I mean?" I described the leader as well as I was able the man with the face of the wolf that I had seen in the lantern-flash. Detective Coogan lost his listless air, and looked at me in astonishment.

"But one night as we were wandering back to Keene's boarding-house, Fanny Montrose on my arm, Bill Coogan planted himself before us, and called her something to her face that there was no getting around. "I took her on a bit, weeping and shaking, and I said to her: 'Stand here.

Famous lawyers found themselves in high demand. From New York, where he had fought a winning fight for Harry Thaw, came Delphin Delmas. T.C. Coogan, another famous pleader, entered the lists against Heney in defense of Glass. Meanwhile the drawing of jurors for Ruef's trial progressed, inexorably. Several weeks passed. Politics were in a hectic state, and people grumbled.

We don't want to chip in on the old man's play, of course, especially as we don't know what his game is." Detective Coogan appeared to regret this admission that he was not omniscient, and went on hastily: "You know as well as we do that we don't want any fight with him.

The latter had three queens and Coogan took the pot. He was quite certain of his man now; this cowpuncher was either rattled and had lost his nerve, or else he was an amateur of the rawest kind, it being evident from the fact of his drawing only two cards that he had the three queens before the draw, his other cards being a deuce and seven.

The elder man was Don Ramon Seguro, joint owner of the San Christobal mine; the other was Don Luis Garcia, sheriff of Jalisco. Coogan was no coward; he had been in many a tight place before and escaped by reason of his brute courage and herculean strength. He furtively felt of his hip pocket, then quietly arose and went forward with extended hand.

Maybe we'll have you before the coroner for the identification, but maybe it's better not." I nodded assent. My mind was too numbed to suggest another course. The gray dawn was breaking through the chill fog, and people were stirring in the streets as Detective Coogan led the way out of the morgue. As we parted he gave me a curious look.

His eyes, following the hurrying passengers, fixed on the twisted shape of the Flopper, being helped to the platform from the private car. "Three cheers for Coogan!" yelled some excitable passenger. The cheers were given with a will. "Good luck to you, Coogan!" shouted another and the crowd took it up in chorus: "Good luck to you, Coogan!" "Coogan!" Mr.

Also naval construction yards at Brest. Member of the Jockey Club, the Cercle de la Rue Royale, the Yacht Club of France, the Automobile Club, the Aero Club, etc. Decorations: Commander of the Legion of Honor, the order of St. Address: Paris, Hotel Rue de Varennes Château near Langier, Touraine. Married Mrs. Elizabeth Coogan, who perished with her daughter Mary in the Charity Bazaar fire.