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"I'se not dat kind of mug, boss," protested the Bowery boy. "I ain't got no use fer goils. It's a mutt's game." This was rank heresy. Jimmy laid down the razor from motives of prudence, and proceeded to lighten Spike's reprehensible darkness. "Spike, you're an ass," he said. "You don't know anything about it.
"When I want my affairs discussed I'll mention it. Till then See?" "Sure," said Spike, who saw nothing beyond the fact, dimly realized, that he had said something which had been better left unsaid. Jimmy chewed the stem of his pipe savagely. Spike's words seemed to have touched a spring and let loose feelings which he had kept down for three years. Molly McEachern!
"Anyway, Spike, it's him or me. Which will you have for a friend?" "Oh, Geoff, I I guess I'd follow you t' Kingdom Come if you'd let me. I do want t' live straight an' clean honest t' God I do, Geoff, an' if you'll only forgive " Spike's outstretched, pleading hands were caught and held, and he was lifted to his feet. "My Arthur-Spike, art going to the office this morning?"
How do you know the cars still run both ways on Broadway?" A wistful look came into Spike's eye. "I t'ought it was time I give old Lunnon a call. De cops seemed like as if they didn't have no use for me in New York. Dey don't give de glad smile to a boy out of prison." "Poor old Spike," said Jimmy, "you've had bad luck, haven't you?" "Fierce," agreed the other.
As they passed a certain dark entry where divers of these vague shadows lounged, a long arm was stretched thence, and a large hand gripped Spike's shoulder. "Why hello, Spider," said he, halting. "What's doin'?" "Nawthin' much, Kid only little M 'say, who's wid you?" "Oh, this is a friend o' mine Geoff, dis is d' Spider!" explained Spike.
I was taken off that rock by means of the boat, which you doubtless have missed; and this is the gentle being who has been the means of saving my life. To her and Jack Tier, who is yonder, under the shadows of the house, I owe my not being the victim of Spike's cruelty." "I now comprehend the whole matter, Don Henriquez.
It paused briefly before the railroad-station, neither discharging nor taking on a passenger, then clanged protestingly on its way. Impressed in Spike's mind was a mental picture of the chilled motorman, and of the conductor huddled over the electric heater within the car. Spike felt a personal resentment against that conductor.
To him, musing contentedly over the goodness of life, there entered, in the furtive manner habitual to that unreclaimed buccaneer, Spike Mullins. It may have been that Jimmy read his own satisfaction and happiness into the faces of others, but it certainly seemed to him that there was a sort of restrained joyousness about Spike's demeanor.
"Then go and buy 'em, Spike!" and speaking, Mr. Ravenslee thrust a bill into Spike's hand. "Gee a twenty-spot! Can I, Geoff?" he cried, his blue eyes shining. "Th' whole lot on d' level?" "On the level." Spike started joyfully away, paused, turned, and came back with head a-droop. "I guess it can't be done, Geoff," he sighed. "Why not?" "Well, y' see, it ain't as it was my own money, really."
"'S right," nodded Soapy, staring into the boy's drawn face, "'s right, Bud; if ever I see a killer th' Kid's sure it!" Slowly the glare died out of Spike's eyes, his body drooped, and sighing, he pillowed his heavy head upon the table and fell into a drunken slumber. For a while the two men sat there hearkening to his stertorous breathing, then Soapy laughed soft and mirthlessly.
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