BETWEEN TWO THIEVES BY RICHARD DEHAN AUTHOR OF “ONE BRAVER THING” (THE DOP DOCTOR) RICHARD DEHAN NEW YORK FREDERICK A. STOKES COMPANY PUBLISHERS Copyright, 1912, by Frederick A. Stokes Company Frederick A. Stokes Company All rights reserved, including that of translation into foreign languages, including the Scandinavian [Pg 1] [Pg 1] BETWEEN TWO THIEVES I An old paralytic man, whose snow-white hair fell in long silken waves from under the rim of the black velvet skull-cap he invariably wore, sat in a light invalid chair-carriage at the higher end of the wide, steep street that is the village of Zeiden, in the Canton of Alpenzell, looking at the sunset. Slowly the rose-red flush was fading behind the glittering green, snow-capped pinnacle of distant Riedi. A segment of the sun’s huge flaming disk remained in view above a shoulder of her colossal neighbor Donatus; molten gold and silver, boiling together as in a crucible, were spilled upon his vast, desolate, icy sides; his towering, snow-crested helmet trailed a panache of dazzling glory, snatched from the sinking forehead of the vanquished Lord of Day, and even the cap of the Kreinenberg, dwarf esquire in attendance on the giant, boasted a golden plume. The old man blinked a little, oppressed by excess of splendor, and the attendant Sister of Charity, who sometimes relieved the white-capped, blue-cloaked, cotton-gowned German nurse customarily in charge of the patient, observing this, turned the invalid-chair
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