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Updated: July 27, 2025
It's up to us to learn who." "That right." "Tim Muldoon will do anything he can for me. There's a girl lives with his mother. Her name's Annie Millikan. She has ways of finding out things. Better talk it over with her too. We've got to get busy in a hurry." "Yes," agreed Whitford. "We'll do that, boy." "Oh, Clay, I'm sure it's going to be all right!" cried Beatrice, in a glow of enthusiasm.
It is with a great deal of regret that the freethinker contemplates the attitude of such scientists as Jeans, Eddington, Millikan, and the philosopher Professor Whitehead. Their hesitation to divorce themselves completely from all conceptions of a supernatural force leads to a great deal of confusion.
All his short life he had played a lone hand, as he would have phrased it. He had campaigned in Cuba as a mere boy. He had ridden the range and held his own on the hurricane deck of a bucking broncho. From cowpunching he had graduated into the tough little body of territorial rangers at the head of which was "Hurry Up" Millikan.
Your scientist Millikan discovered these rays for you, and in your language they are known as Millikan, or Cosmic, rays. "Some time later, when sub-electrons were identified the rays given off by their combination into electrons, or by the disruption of electrons, were called rays of the third order. These rays are most interesting and most useful; in fact, they do all our mechanical work.
Where do I come in at? What's there in it for me to go rappin' me friend?" demanded Annie sharply. "She's not my girl," explained Clay. Then, with that sure instinct that sometimes guided him, he added, "The young lady I I'm in love with has just become engaged to another man." Miss Millikan looked at him, frankly incredulous. "For the love o' Mike, where's her eyes?
Presently the slim figure of the girl stood beside him. They moved across to a low wall, climbed it and came to the dormer door of the next house. Clay knelt and lifted it an inch or two very slowly. He lowered it again and rose. "I'm a heap obliged to you, Miss," he said in a low voice. "You're a game little gentleman." She nodded. "My name is Annie Millikan." "Mine is Clay Lindsay.
"The district attorney will stand by us," said Whitford. "He told me himself Durand was a menace and that his days as boss were numbered. Another thing, Miss Millikan. If you need to spend any money in a legitimate way, I'm here to foot the bills." Muldoon, who was on night duty this month and therefore had his days free, guided Whitford and his daughter to Maddock's.
If I get annoyed I'm liable to hurt without meanin' to," apologized Clay suavely. "I'll come right down to brass tacks, Mr. Collins. You're through with Annie Millikan. Understand?" "Say, wot t'ell's this stuff you're pipin'? Who d' you t'ink youse are?" "Never mind who I am. You'll keep away from Annie from now on absolutely.
"But Tim when Annie Millikan gave me the address where Jerry Durand was, the driver of my taxi saw her. The man was 'Slim' Jim." Muldoon sat up, a serious look on his face. "Man, yuh spilt the beans that time. How'd you ever come to do it? They'll take it out on Annie, the dogs." The eyes of the policeman blazed. "Unless we stand by her." "Sure, and we'll do that. But how?"
"I've got to see you alone now," he added. "If you gotta you gotta." The girl called an usher, who found a second usher to take her place. Annie walked down the street a few steps beside Clay. The little puncher followed them dejectedly. His confidence had gone down to chill zero. "What's the big idea in callin' me from me job in the rush hours?" asked Miss Millikan.
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