upholding law and order in this township. Captain Marvin is my name.”
“We’d do better without you, Captain Marvin,” said McGinty coldly; “for we have our own police of the township, and no need for any imported goods. What are you but the paid tool of the capitalists, hired by them to club or shoot your poorer fellow citizen?”
“Well, well, we won’t argue about that,” said the police officer good-humoredly. “I expect we all do our duty same as we see it; but we can’t all see it the same.” He had drunk off his glass and had turned to go, when his eyes fell upon the face of Jack McMurdo, who was scowling at his elbow. “Hullo! Hullo!” he cried, looking him up and down. “Here’s an old acquaintance!”
McMurdo shrank away from him. “I was never a friend to you nor any other cursed copper in my life,” said he.
“An acquaintance isn’t always a friend,” said the police Captain, grinning. “You’re Jack McMurdo of Chicago, right enough, and don’t you deny it!”
McMurdo shrugged his shoulders. “I’m not
