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[stop THIEF! Novelized From the Great Play of the Same Name by George C. Jenks and Carlyle Moore Copyright. 1913. by the H. K. Fly Company Now that the coast was clear the door opened wide, and the person who 1 Mr ■MhOHF*” --'1 ***J\-*VJ I ''' ■' llhiw ® I B IP “I’m madly in love with you, and you know it.* had been waiting, none other than the pretty lady’s maid. Nellie Jones, came in with a large bundle in her arms. The bundle contained articles of irregular shape and unyielding substance, and it all jingled as Nell walked across the room to the closet where Jack Doogan was hiding. Nell opened the closet door gently, and as she did so Jack Doogan stepped forward, his ponderous left fist poised to strike. He dropped his fist hurriedly when he saw who it was. “Gee. Nell! I came near landing od you that time. £id. You want to knock when you comenito my room.” “Hush, Jack!” whispered the girl. “Go on and beat it. If you don’t we’ll be nabbed sure.’’ “Not on your life, kiddo!” was Jack Doogan’s positive rejoinder. “Not on your life! Not until we get some ot this stuff. And judging from that young tinshop in your arms it’s all right. Let’s see.” She placed the bundle—which be bad called a “young tinshop”—in his arms, saying anxiously, “Grab this and scoot. Jack.” “What's in this?” “Jewelry. The wedding presents.” “Our wedding presents.” said Doogan. with a grin. Nell had opened the door to the front hall a little way and now waved her hand frantically at Doogan as she called in a frenzied whisper: “Get back there, quick. Jack! Some one is coming!” “All right. Watch the bundle. Nell.” repljed Doogan as he bolted into the closet and shut the door. Nell was busy at the table putting things straight that had never been otherwise when the door was pushed open, and in came a fat man in a brown business suit. He had a red face and white eyelashes. At first glance Nell recognized him as the detective who had stepped on her pet dog iff the Grand Central station. “What are you looking at?” “Nothing, sir,” replied Nell. “Do you generally leave the front dooi‘ open, so that anybody can walk in?” he demanded. “Sometimes, sir.” “Sometimes?” He paused impressively, the mutual staring never ceasing. Then he growled abruptly, “Who are you?” “I’m the lady’s maid, sir.” “Lady’s maid? H’m! 1 want to see Mr. Cluney.” “He’s out, sir.” “Out?” His tone indicated that he did not believe her, and he continued to stare. “Yes, sir,” said Nell. “He’s out.” “All right. Then I’ll wait for him,” announced the detective, seating himself on the edge of a chair, but never taking his eyes off the girl. “Shall I tell the family you wish to see”— “No,” interrupted the detective. “I don’t want to see the family—just Cluney, that’s all. You slip him one of these cards when he comes in and tell him I’m waiting in here for him.” He handed a card to Nell, and Jack Doogan, who had been trying to hear the conversation from the slightly opened closet door, leaned forward as if he wanted to see what was on the card. “Yes, sir,” said Nell to the detective. Then reading, from the card, “Police Headquarters.” Doogan sprang back and closed the closet door with a much louder bang thi«i he had intended. The detective jumped from his chair and looked around suspiciously. “What’s that?” he demanded. “What’s what?” came from Nell’s trembling lips. “That noise.” “Which noise, sir?’ “That.” The detective made a peculiar sound in his throat by which he tried to imitate the rattling of a door. It was not a bit like it, but Nell knew what he meant and she answered demurely: “It was the wind. I guess, sir.”

“The wind, eh?” He walked completely around the girl, his eyes fixed on her all the time and then Jerked out, “What’s that door?” “Which dour?” she asked. He pointer} to the door of the closet where Doogan was hidden. “That door,” he said. “The one you are looking at.” “Oh, that?” exclaimed Nell, with a little smile of comprehension, as if she hadn’t noticed the door before. “Oh, that’s Just a door, sir.” “Any one in there?” he asked. Nell hesitated aud a flush covered her pretty face as she stammered. “What did you say. sir?” “Say, what’s the matter with you?” be howled, turning on her savagely. “Nothing, sir.” Without deigning to waste further time in a colloquy which promised to get him nowhere. Joseph Thompson, the famous detective, after giving Nell a look of withering suspicion, strode over to the closet and flung it wide open. Inside lie found Jack Doogan. with his back to the door, but the young man swung around when it opened. “Hello!” said Doogan. “Hello!” retorted the detective. “What are you doing in that closet?” “1 was hanging up my coat.” replied Doogan easily. “Hanging up your coat, eh? Who are you ?” “Huh!” grunted Doogan inquiringly. “Who are you?” repeated the detective in a slightly louder tone. • Nell ran forward ehgerly. snapping her fingers at Doogan behind Thompson's back, as she said in a rather breathless voice: “Oh. this is Mr. Cluney. sir—the gentleman you asked to see.” “Are you Mr. Cluney?” asked Thompson, trying to bore down to Doogan’s soul with his goggle eyes, but certainly not succeeding. “Huh?” Nell was trying to tell Doogan In pantomime behind Thompson’s back that the man was a detective, but Doo gan did not know what she meant. He did know who Thompson was. however, and all he was praying for was that the detective would not recognize him as the man he had tried to arrest in the Grand Central station. But. as Doogan had remarked to Nell the evening before, the detective had obtained only the slightest glimpse of his (Doogan’s) face, and there was very little danger. He was more glad of it now than ever. “Are you Cluney?” repeated the detective. The quick witted Doogan saw that for some reason it would be well for him to assume the role of this man Cluney, and he replied in an offhand way: “Yes; my name is Cluney. Are you the detective I sent for?” “I’m from headquarters. You are Cluney, then?” “Yes.” The detective turned sharply on Nell. “How’s this? You said Cluney was »ut?” Again Doogan leaped into the breach. “That's all right, officer,” he said. ■•I told her to say that. Hush! Look here! I’ve got a big case for you. Hush! But you’ve got to keep it quiet.” “Yes.” put in Nell. “Hush!” “Now. listen.” went on Doogan. elntching the detective’s arm. “I want ?ou to sneak out of this house without any one seeing you and come back in an hour. It’s a mysterious case.” “Very mysterious,” added Nell. e “Eh?” ejaculated the detective. “I can’t tell you what the case is now,” said Doogan. “But you go on, sneak out and be back in an hour. See?” “What the ■” began Lieutenant Thompson, almost lapsing into profanity in his bewilderment. “What’s this all about, anyway?” “Please do as I say,” begged Doogan, “or you’ll spoil your chance of unraveling this mystery. It’s a secret case.” “Oh, I see,” observed the detective, with a sage nod. “Is she in the secret?” pointing to Nell. “Yes; the only witness,” replied Doogan. “Go on. Do as I tell you. Sneak out and be back in an hour.” “Don’t be late, sir,” warned Nell. “Be back in an hour, and we'll catch them sure.” “Them?” repeated the detective, much interested. “Is there more than one?” “Yes. Sure! Two of them. Better bring an assistant along.” answered Doogan. “Don’t forget. One hour!” “I’ll be here.” “Hush!” whispered Doogan. “Look here! Are you a good detective?” “Good?” echoed Lieutenant Joseph Thompson, as if the question w’ere almost an insult. “Why. I’m the best detective in Greater New York.” “Gee. that was a close shave!” muttered Doogan as he bent to examine the steel safe by the table. His sensitive fingers wandered over the combination. Then he turned the handle, but without expecting it to yield. “Oh, you baby,” he exclaimed, “it’s open!” Hardly were the words out of his mouth when he fell flat on the floor behind the table. Some one had come in. But it was only Nell. “It’s all right. Jack!” she whispered. “He’s gone.” “Good! Say, Nell, what do you think of this? The door was open—the door of this safe.” “Oh, anything is likely to happen in this house.” remarked Nell scornfully. “Get busy, Jack!” CHAPTER IX. Cross Purposes. “J THOUGHT it was that good detective again, Nell,” laughed DooI gan, “when I heard you coming A in. I hope he uron't be longer than an hour. It would be too bad if he came back too late.” He chuckled softly as he knelt down in front of the now wide open safe and took out a sheaf of papers. <- “Steel commons—steel commons, eh?” he muttered. “I’m no piker. I couldn’t.” He put the stock back and reached for some other £ied up papers that looked more promising to his experienced eyes. They were the International Steel bonds. “Steel bonds!” observed Doogan, qrnfleking his lips. “That’s better! 11l

tear tlie coupons off. I can use them.” Then, reaching for something else in the safe—something that glittered riotously in the afternoon sun streaming through the window, he muttered in subdued ecstasy: “Gee! A sunburst! A bird, too! Nell, look at this sunburet!” Nell’s response was unexpected. “Quick. Jack! Somebody's coming!” “Where? Which way? Maybe I can make it!” He picked up the bundle ‘ ■ c.-. > “Gee! A sunburst! A bird too.* wrapped in the cloth that Nell had brought in and darted toward the door. Just as he reached it James Cluney met him. “Hello!” blurted out Jack Doogan. “Hello!” ‘ returned Cluney. “Who might you be?” “Well,” said Doogan slowly, with a shrug, “I might be”— Bat Nell, with her ready woman’s wit, saved the situation for the man she loved, as she had done many a time before. “This gentleman said he was telephoned for,” she said to James Cluney. “Here’s his card.” She held out Lieutenant Joseph Thompson’s card. James Cluney looked at the card and said, without raising his eyes: “Yes. my name is Cluney. I see you are from police headquarters. I’ve just been oneside. looking for you. Excuse me for a moment, will you? I want to have a word with this girl.” He looked at Nell and then said, musingly, “I wonder if 1 can trust you.” “Oh. sir!” protested Nell in a tone of injured innocence. . “Well, all right! You see, this gei?tleman is a detective, and I don't want » word said about his being in the louse.” “You may depend on me, sir,” Nell assured him. At this moment Jack Doogan, who hovering at the back of Mr. Cluney, slipped the diamond bracelet and ear trumpet into that unhappy gentleman’s pocket. “Now, my girl, 1 don’t want you to say a word about this gentleman being a detective,” went on James Cluney, as he gave Nell a dollar bill. “Take that, and perhaps you will find some more where that came from. Understand?” “Thank you, sir—very much, sir.” “Now you may go.” “Yes. sir. Shall 1 take your things, sir?” asked Nell of Doogan, picking up the bundle of plunder from the chair where he had put it. “Ah! Yes. if you don’t mind, my good girl,” replied Doogan loftily. “They're just a few presents I was taking home when I was detained here.” . O He gave Nell a tremendous wink as she turned to go. ‘Tut them where nobody can get them,” directed Cluney over his shoulder. “You can leave that to me, sir,” were Nell’s parting words, as she went out and closed the door after her. Cluney turned to Jack Doogan and said: “Now, listen. This is a peculiar case. I’ll explain in a few words. I’m a kleptomaniac.” “Klepto what?” “Maniac.” “You’re a maniac?” exclaimed Doogan, drawing a little away. “No, no; a kleptomaniac,” returned Cluney impatiently. “That’s worse. I steal things. But I do so unconsciously.” “Can you get aw r ay with it?” Jack Doogan was waxing interested. “Well, I have. I got away with a diamond bracelet and a jeweled ear trumpet.” . “The blazes you did!” “The funny part of it is I don’t know what I’ve done with them,” continued Cluney, gazing at Doogan with troubled eyes. “I’ll be blanked?” “I only found this out ten minutes ago. My doctor discovered it.” “Looney!” ejaculated Jack Doogan before he could stop himself. “Cluney! Yes, that’s right—Cluney. Now, I fell you w hat I want you to do. I want you to stay right here and watch me. Will you do that?” “Sure I will!” was Doogan’s cheerful response. • “For heaven’s sake don’t let me take anything!” pleaded Cluney. “Not if I see it first,” replied Doogan earnestly. “Splendid! Now I’ll introduce you to the family as an old friend of mine. Let’s see, your name is— Where’s that card you gave me?” “Never mind the card,” interrupted Doogan. “Call me anything. Call me Doogan—Jack Doogan.” “Doogan? All right! Now, another thing: This is my wedding day, and you are here to attend the ceremony. Do you follow me?” “Sure! I’ll follow you all over the house.” ‘That’s the idea.” ‘That’s funny,” observed Doogan. “This is my wedding day too.”

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