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Already they have reached the rearmost of the rioting groups and, with warning cries and imprecations, these are scurrying to either side and falling into the hands of the accompanying police. Thicker, denser grows the smoke; thicker, denser the mob. "Clear this street! Out of the way!" are the orders, and for a half-block or so clear it is. Then comes the first opposition.
Here was fresh misfortune. To beg, she must walk. Dragging herself forward a half-block at a time, she regained the street once more. She succeeded in begging a couple of nickels, bought a bag of apples from a vender, and, returning to the park, sank exhausted upon a bench.
The man hesitated, flushed, and then, somewhat sullenly: "On Cypress Street." "That's pretty close to the Union Station, isn't it?" "Not so close." "About how far away?" Again the momentary hesitation. "'Bout a half-block." "And you were shooting pool there?" "Sure I was! I c'n prove it." Carroll grinned disengagingly. "You don't need to prove anything to me, Barker.
When the occupants "jounced," the spring of this board naturally helped the bobs to keep going for some distance after it would ordinarily have come to a stand-still. This scientific bobs easily excelled all previous records. Its steersman made a triumphant mark, a full half-block beyond the farthest.
I drew the line at seeing any more men, and Griswold is the worst of the lot for wanting to do things, so I turned into a side-street and ran. I had an idea he had seen me, so when I came to a little church with the doors open, in the first half-block, I shot in.
Susan and Billy, ruffled and self-conscious, walked, with what dignity they could, out into the night. "Damn him!" said Billy, after a rapidly covered half-block. "Oh, Billy, don't! What do you care!" Susan said, soothingly. "I don't care," he snapped. Adding, after another brooding minute, "we ought to have better sense than to go into such places!" "We're as good as anyone else!"
"Think we'll ever get back?" he asked, despairingly. "It isn't so far now," John encouraged him. "We've only got to go another block before we turn. Then it's a half-block down to the hole in the fence. Come on. I'll stump you to carry yours as far as the railroad tracks." Thus by making it a matter of athletic prowess the boys carried their loads to the destination.
"Come here, Dora Stanhope!" and he made a clutch at her. Soon the two boys were in pursuit, with the sailor close behind. Fortunately for the evildoers the spot was practically deserted, so that Dora could summon no assistance, even though she began to call for help at the top of her lungs. The girl had covered less than a half-block when Baxter ranged up alongside of her.
It appears that the detectives had followed a false lead and had been fooled by the wary Maud in a most humiliating manner. They hadn't the remotest notion where she was, and evinced great surprise when informed in a voice loud enough to be heard a half-block away that she was on her way to Graustark. They said it couldn't be possible, and he said they didn't know what they were talking about.
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