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Updated: May 24, 2025
Kid Greer, having probably struck up an acquaintance with Klanner during the past few days, had inveigled Klanner to-night into Baldy Jack's, ostensibly, no doubt, for an innocent and casual glass of beer, and in a general row and melee in the dance hall not an uncommon occurrence in a place like Baldy Jack's Klanner would be shot and killed. The rest was obvious.
You can't take any chances of getting into this you look like a man who's got a decent job he doesn't want to lose, and you don't look like a man who is entitled to be saddled with a reputation for hanging around that sort of place. Do you live near here?" "Yes," said Klanner, a little dully. "Well then," said Jimmie Dale quietly, "get out of this neighbourhood for the night.
Don't risk recognition while the chase is hot. Go uptown somewhere to any hotel you like, and stay there in your room. You can go to work just as well from there in the morning. Got any money?" "Yes," said Klanner slowly. "Yes, I got some money and I guess you're right. Say, who are you anyway? You seem to have a line on this sort of thing, and I guess I owe you a whole skin. If you hadn't "
Let the Mole's crowd start something before you pull the lights it's got to look like a drunken row where the bystander, with nobody but himself to blame for being in such a place as that, accidentally gets his! And you tip the Kid off again to leave Klanner by his lonesome at the table before the trouble starts, or he'll get in bad himself.
"I I thought I saw a revolver in that man's hand, the fellow next to me, just as the lights went out." "You probably did," said Jimmie Dale grimly. "Well what's it mean?" repeated Klanner heavily. It was a moment before Jimmie Dale answered. For the man's own sake, the less that Klanner knew the better, probably and yet the man must be kept out of harm's way for the rest of the night.
"Good-night," said Jimmie Dale, and started abruptly across the street, entering the lane on the other side again but here, in the shadows, he paused for a moment, watching until Klanner boarded the uptown car.
Again Jimmie Dale's eyes made a circuit of the place, failed to identify the person of one Kid Greer, and, giving up the attempt, rested speculatively instead on Klanner's back. Yes, he could quite fully understand why the Tocsin could not have warned Klanner to beware, for instance, of Kid Greer.
The Kid can pull a fake play to make up with some moll across the room. Klanner's no friend of his, he never saw the man before you understand? just ran into him outside the dance hall, if any questions are asked. But I don't want any questions, and there won't be any if he plays his hand right. Tell him I said his job's over once he has Klanner inside and to stand from under. Get me?"
The man's effects would naturally be examined, and the evidence of his "guilt" found in his trunk. It was an open and shut game against a dead man! Even his previous good record would smash on the rock of a presumed double life. The fact that Klanner had voluntarily been in a place like Baldy Jack's was damning in itself!
Directly behind him was a back entrance that opened on a lane at the rear of the building; and between himself and the entrance was only one table, which was unoccupied. Jimmie Dale, playing with his match box, as he lighted another cigarette, dropped the box, stooped to pick it up and drew his chair unostentatiously nearer to Klanner. It was ten o'clock now, time that yes, the game was on now!
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