Calyx . xington Police Force asleep in a chair. Slowlyhe knelt down and began creeping across thestreet in his usual manner, on his hands andknees. There would be a great deal of dirt buthe did this rather than wake the resting PoliceForce—for were they (beg pardon)—Was he notdoing his duty.^ He was paid to arrest. As ourhero coming closer to his goal neared the officeof his suspicions a rapping sound was very dis-tinctly heard—Spirits he murmured dreamily—I hope so. For the detective had been verydry since July the first—and especially since thefew people he was proud to call friends hadstart
Calyx . xington Police Force asleep in a chair. Slowlyhe knelt down and began creeping across thestreet in his usual manner, on his hands andknees. There would be a great deal of dirt buthe did this rather than wake the resting PoliceForce—for were they (beg pardon)—Was he notdoing his duty.^ He was paid to arrest. As ourhero coming closer to his goal neared the officeof his suspicions a rapping sound was very dis-tinctly heard—Spirits he murmured dreamily—I hope so. For the detective had been verydry since July the first—and especially since thefew people he was proud to call friends hadstarted to hiding their highballs in low placeswith Yale locks on the doors. In truth it hadbeen a long time since he had attended a Cellar-bration. Quickly he straightened up andleaned his tall form against a nearby post in aseemingly indifferent manner—then he casuallybegan to stroll towards the inner room. Beforehe had gone the full distance he realized he had (Cniiliniicd on Page oil) 338 MINK.
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