Under Orders: The story of a young reporter, Page 2
Kirk Munroe
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“ANY THING GOING ON TO-NIGHT?” VAN CLEEF ASKED THE POLICE SERGEANT _Frontispiece_
“IF YOU MUST GO TO WORK AT ONCE, WHY NOT TRY JOURNALISM?” 14
VAN CLEEF SAID SOMETHING TO THE CITY EDITOR IN A LOW TONE 30
A HOARSE VOICE SHOUTED THE OMINOUS WORD “SPOTTER” 68
“I DON’T SEE HOW WE CAN BREAK THROUGH THAT RULE, EVEN IN YOUR CASE” 96
AS HE WAS STOOPING TO SET FIRE TO THE READY FUEL, THE SOUND OF HIS OWN NAME CAUSED HIM TO DROP THE MATCH 150
THE STRIKERS REORGANIZING THE MILITIA 192
THE CAR PLUNGED FORWARD, TURNED COMPLETELY OVER, AND CRUSHED POOR MYLES BENEATH IT 212
THE NEXT MOMENT HE FOUND HIMSELF STANDING ON THE PLATFORM BESIDE THE COLONEL 226
HE LEANED GLOOMILY AGAINST THE MANTEL SHELF THAT NEARLY FILLED ONE SIDE OF THE ROOM 248
“WHO ARE YOU?” SAID BILL, HOLDING ON TO TIGE WITH ALL HIS MIGHT 310
“IT’S ALL RIGHT, OLD MAN. YOUR SPACE HAS BEEN MEASURED, AND THE FULL BILL IS ALLOWED” 342
UNDER ORDERS.
