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the new york magazine program LONE WOLF Continued "Say," he returned, grinning in admiration, "what mob you with?" "Don't travel with any outfit." "Bad business sister; who's going to spring you if you're collared?" "I'm not going to be collared. Less chance of it working alone. There's always a stoolie in every mob. Work with a mob for awhile, and then you got to take it on the lam, when one of 'em begins to squeal to the bulls." "Well, I'm with the West Side mob. I'm working this under directions. Our spotters wised me to this job, told me about the people being away...they know I got a perfect lay; I got to show something when I go back." "Nevertheless," she insisted, "I was here first. It's my lay." The spider was getting a little hot. "Now look here," he argued. "You don't understand. The West Side mob works regular. We got a regular organization. There's the spotters that rounds up the job. There's us guys who actually pulls the lays. There's the birds who get rid of the stuff afterwards. There's the big guys that takes care of the cops, pays off the works if we get nailed - all that. That's the only was to run a racket nowadays. You can't be lone hand no more. The best I can do with you is split this stuff two ways. If I go back without nothin' they'll say I put the double cross on 'em; then it will be a ride for mine. But I'll take you along the back with me. Maybe they'll let you into the mob, and give you half of this for your first split. And if you dont talk business you don't get nothin',- see?" Neither one had heard the approach of the officers, who had surrounded the place, several climbing up the fire escape and into the same window at which Spider had entered. The lights suddenly flashed on. The Spider dropped his gun and raised his arms. The girl stood erect. "Took you long enough to get here," she criticized sharply. "Nonsense!" snapped one of the officers. "Your phone call was broadcast just four minutes ago. It may have seemed long to you, but it's only been four minutes, exactly." "Say! What's the idear?" questions the Spider, aggrievedly; "I don't get you at all!" The woman smiled at him. "My sister told me to use her apartment while I was in town. I had just gotten back from a party. I saw you fumbling at that front window and got dressed again in a hurry. I 'phoned the police-then made believe I was trying to rob the place, too." The Spider laughed. "You win, sister," he said; but where'd you learn to sling roughneck lingo?" "Could anyone help but learn it, with the magazines full of nothing else?" She turned to the policemen. "Take him away, will you?" she asked, "I'm tired. The landlord, downstairs, knows me, if you want identification." [[image]] [[caption]] The officers had surrounded the place, several climbing up the fire escape. [[/caption]] [4] mansfield theatre [[advertisement]] THE HEIRLOOM OF YESTERDAY MADE MODERN [[image - circle brooch]]]] The old circle brooch; that crescent pin; and the various old-fashioned pieces of jewelry, lying useless in the vault, contain stones of intrinsic as well as sentimental value. All, or parts, of such pieces can be remodeled into a modern and beautiful ornament at a moderate expense. Mr. Charles E. DuBois, in charge of our special design department, will be glad to suggest a variety of effective treatments or to interpret your own ideas in a distinctive manner. Betteridge inc. Fifth avenue at 45th street Wall street at Broadway JEWELS - WATCHES The Nautilus Miami Beach SPECIALISTS IN GRUEN GUILD WATCHES [[/advertisement]] [5]
