Author: Johnston Mcculley
Publisher: Theclassics.Us
Published: 2013-09
Total Pages: 76
ISBN-13: 9781230375892
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1920 edition. Excerpt: ... CHAPTER VIII WALDRON MAKES A MISTAKE 4 ED' RILEY was one of those individuals who *C fight against a condition as long as possible, and finally, having accepted it as something impossible to evade, remain steadfast in a new position--something like a wagon wheel jumping from one rut into another on a rough, frozen road. Having joined hands with Madam Madcap, 'Red' Riley thought of nothing except serving her well and being a loyal subject. Therefore, he spent several days and a great deal of Madam Madcap's money in some peculiar publicity work. 'Red' Riley was an actor born. His facial expressions and manner often had puzzled members of the police department, but men among his own kind could read him when he so willed. And so there was considerable speculation when 'Red' Riley appeared with plenty of money in his pockets and a disposition to spend it in his heart, which meant to his friends that there was more where this had come from. Riley was secretive at first. He assured the members of his own gang that he was working in another group for a time, but with people not opposed to their interest*. "This stuff is class--get me?" he said. "The crowd I'm workin' with is no ordinary gang. They don't hang around cheap places and have alley scraps." "Well, how did they happen to pick you out?" he was asked. "They just happened to need a man like me--pure luck " Riley declared. "And I'm rememberin' my, pals. Maybe I'll be able to get some of you in onj somethin' soft before long. But this crowd is the class, I'm sayin' " Riley distributed expensive cigarettes with a lavish hand to the aggregation that had been listening, and strutted from the place to go to another. He swung through the door as if he owned the building, sat down at a table, ...
