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Gordon began organizing his own squad. Izzy slipped over as he began to get them organized. "If we hold past midnight, we'll be set, gov'nor," he said. "They go crazy for a while, but give 'em a few hours and they stop most of it. I figure you know where all the scratch went?" "Sure guns from Earth! The damned fools!" "Yeah. But not fools. Just bloody well-informed, gov'nor.

Then he was upright, waving empty hands at them, with the thin smile on his face deepening. He'd had no guns. Gordon jerked around, but Wayne was already disappearing through a heavy door. And the cops were reaching for their guns. Gordon estimated the chances of escape and then leaped forward into their group, with Izzy at his side, seeking close quarters where guns wouldn't work.

"I kept losing, Renie; but I knew, if my luck just changed from that unlucky Friday night, I could pay it back like the first time. All I needed was a little time and a little luck and I could pay it back like the first hundred; so I kept fixing my books, Renie, and and borrowing more and more." "How much?" "O God, Renie! I could have paid it back with time; I " "'Sh-h-h! How much, Izzy how much?"

When I seen 'em, right away my heart just stopped." "Sh-h-h! Yes two men had the books." "And Uncle Isadore Uncle Isadore he was he " "Go on!" "He he was in the cage, too; and and you know how he looks when his eyes get little." "Yes, yes, Izzy." "They were expert accountants with him. All day yesterday, Sunday, they were on my books; and and they had me, Renie they had me like a rat in a trap."

There were occasional buzzes of angry conversation that cut off as he approached. Marsport had learned to hate all cops, and a change of uniform hadn't altered that; instead, the people seemed to resent the loss of the familiar symbol of hatred. He found Izzy and Randolph at the restaurant across from Mother Corey's. Izzy grinned suddenly at the sight of the uniform.

For a moment, Gordon wondered what Izzy had done to earn that beat, but he could guess. The little guy knew Mars as few others did, apparently, from all sides. And if any of the other cops had private rackets of their own, Izzy was undoubtedly the man to find it out, and use the information.

"Tell those trained apes of yours to cut the lights, will you, Mother? Somebody must be using the Coop." They stopped the truck before reaching the old wreck. In the few dim lights, the old building still gave off an air of mold and decay. Gordon shuddered faintly, then followed Izzy and the Mother into the semi-secret entrance.

"I thought perhaps it would," said Katy, soberly. "Then I have a wide white watered sash which Aunt Izzy gave me, and I mean to have that worked into the dress somehow. I should like to wear something of hers too, for she was really good to us when we were little, and all that long time that I was ill; and we were not always good to her, I am afraid. Poor Aunt Izzy!

"'Sh-h-h, dearie! Try to tell me slow, dearie, for pa's and ma's sake, so so we can fix it up somehow." "We can't fix it up. The old man 'ain't got the money and and he can't stand it." "For God's sake, Izzy, tell me or I'll go mad! Slow, dearie, so Renie can think and listen and help you. She's with you, darling, and nothing can hurt you. Now begin, Izzy, and go slow.

In one monstrous heap in the yard the boys excavated a good-sized cavern big enough so that all the girls as well as the boys could enter it at once; and they lit it up at night with candles and held a "party" there, at which plenty of walnut taffy was served without shells in it! "This is heaping coals of fire on your head, young man," said Madge, tartly, as she passed the pan to Busy Izzy.

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