Tells of the commission of a Robin Hood kind of a crime in true Robin Hood style--robbing the rich for the poor; of the escape of the criminal--hero of this novel; of his many adventures with the police; of his ultimate salvation both from the police and from a career of wickedness by one of the most charming and original girls of contemporary fiction.
using to figure Griswold, who, as long as his modest patrimony had lasted had been most emphatically a man not of the people, posing as an anarchist and up in arms against the well-to-do world. None the less, he was to be pitied.
"Poor beggar! he is in the doldrums just now, and it isn't quite fair to hold him responsible for what he says or thinks--or for what he thinks he thinks," said the reporter, letting the thought slip into speech. "Just the same, I wish I had made him take that ten-dollar bill. It might have-- Why, hello, Broffin! How are you, old man? Where the dickens did you drop from?"
It was the inevitable steamer acquaintance who is always at hand to prove the trite narrowness of the world, and Bainbridge kicked a chair into comradely place for him.
Broffin, heavy-browed and clean-shaven save for a thick mustache that hid the hard-bitted mouth, replaced the chair to suit himself and sat down. In appearance he was a cross between a steamboat captain on a vacation, and an up-r