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Show "OUTSIDE THE LAW" I BY TOD BROWNING. STAEEINO PRISCILLA SEAN. NOVELIZED BY MAUD KOBINSON TOOMBS. (Continued from yesterday.) Ballard hesitated a moment and Silva read his thought: "Tub can have th" key of th' Jane- joint," he laughed and tossed K to Bill. "'Twon't do yuh no good. If yuh ain't on the square! One of my men U waitln' down below." Bill put the key In hla pocket, drew on hla coat containing the revolver and composed himself In a big armchair arm-chair while Mike lay on the bed. In a few momenta alienee relarned In the room, and the 111 anorted pair appeared to close their tired eyes In slumber. It was perhaps an hour after that, about 2 o'clock, the ehour when tired nature's ebb is at Its lowest and a healthy younr man less easily resists sleep. Black Mike raisins; himself care fully on his elbow listened to Kill's breathlnir. Hlowly and with infinite caution he chanired to a sitting position posi-tion while he noted the rise and fall of Ballard's chest and th way his eyelids eye-lids closed on his cheek. More and more regular and rythmical grew th breathing. Ther waa no doubt of It Dapper Bill, secure in the possession of the key, had allowed himself him-self to become careless and had fallen asleep. . , Mlk tiptoed with lnflnate precautions precau-tions across the floor, opened the door without so much as the fraction of a squeak, sped past the bedroom of their tinsustecting landlady, and in lens ttme than It takes to tell was out In th hall In front of the door of Moll's flat. Beaching down Into hla pocket he produced a long thin skeleton key and a file. With skillful movement and many a backward rlance he aoftly tried the keyhole, riled and tried again. f4led one more, and at the third attempt, at-tempt, in answesto his firm pressure, the lock gave way and th door opened to his touchy (To be continued). |