The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1906-10-07
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was after being, any,.
Gifroy started slightly, and now eyed
Boyd with a decided change of inter-
est, as he suddenly perceived a posi-
bic motive for his visit
But we had no girl with u.s." he pro-
tested. Surely you told him that
Bedad, sor, that's just what 1 told
him.
Did you give him the number of this
house?'
81 did not" declared Boyd. with de-
cisive emphasis. Il told him 1 was
after forgetting it,
With a look of relief Kelsey swung
round from the window.
He must be giving it to you on the
level. Gilroy.' he cried. II can dis
cover no one watching this house. II
Boyd really has any line on US
Dry up?' Gilroy sharply interrupted.
why should we care for Felix Boyd?
See here, cabbie, l don't quite fancy
this tale you're telling. What sent you
here again? That's what I want to
know"
Boyd met with a leer of self-satisfied
cunning the frowning eyes of the
speaker, and gave his shoulders a sig
nifcant shrug.
Sure that ought to be aizily
guessed" said he. with dry assurance.
What do you mean by that?"
growled Gilroy, aggressively.
Il name what I say" replied Boyd
with a series of mods. with the tip 1
had given me. I'd be good bit of a
blockhead if wasn't wise to something
doing"
Something doingr echoed Gilroy.
with an oath. do you imply. you ras-
cal. that we abducted that girl2'
Sure, sor, / don't say you did,
You'd better not, you dog!'
But 1 do say this added Boyd.
e..
say il looks d good bit like it,
GlrOy's face grew hard as flint. and
his voice as cold as steel.
What looks like il. cabbie?" he de-
manded. with ominous quietude.
The grin gracing Boyd's countenance
became a leer when he replied.
What for did you sind me away
from me hack at the pier?" he asked
pointedly. why did you get your
friend with the wake eyes inside OF it
while / was gone. and thin pull down
the curtains? Why did you sind me
away up here three fiures for a trunk
which wasn't here, save to get some
wan into this house, without me know
ing it? Sure, sOr. twas nate trick
you played, so il was; but I'd be dale
of a blockhead IL hadn't got wise"
The frown on Gilroys white face had
steadily deepened, yet he snapped
blindly al the bait which Boyd craftily
had cast him.
You red-headed blackguard." he
growled; ''if you thought yourself wise
TO so much, why did you not give all OF
the facts TO Felix Boyd?"
Boyd shrugged his shoulders signifi-
cantly, and began to laugh.
What the divil could l make telline
Boyd?" he slyly asked.
"Oh, hoi you are on the make, then
are you?"
Sure, sor, if there's anything doing
I'd like to make sure I'll get mine
Get yours, Ell? Is that what sem
you here?"
Sure it is" nodded Boyd why
else would l Gomez"
And suppose-merely suppose it
mind you-that we have the girl here
i'm this house." said Gilroy, cautiously
what them"
Thin bedad you may kape her her,
till dOOmsday for all 1 care-so be it
get my little bit of the blunt for kap
ing me mouth closed"
And if not?''
Thin. sor, I'll blow the whole bust
ness, so / WILL Boyd bluntly declared
with an emphatic headshake.
Gilroy hung fire for a moment, ans
then swung round to his confederate
What do you say to this, Kelsey p
he grimly demanded.
Kelsey was as pale as a ghost am
trembling visibly.
1T looks as if we were I'D agains
il, he answered, huskily. IF we coul,
only consult the Big Finger
Silence, you fool! We can't ring hin
into this
THE trouble is, then, can we trus
this dog of a cabman?''
Sure, gents, you can trust me- erie
Boyd. with a splendid display Of as
surance.
"Haric you. cabbier Gilroy now ex
claimed. Wen do what's right, !
you'n agree to do the same
sure. sor 1 WILL
.T'H admit that we have the gi,
here. but we're no winners from he
as yet. The game is still to
played. It's a game to bleed he
father, who has money to burr
If we can force him to pay a ransom
or to offer a big reward, we can easil
lire our vests with the stuff"
'Bedad, 1t looks aizy'
IL you'll agree TO take a hand i'm tn
game"
First wait a Bit interrupted BoyC
now anxious to learn even more. "Sur,
sor, I'm a, man who likes to know jus
what he's going up against Who til
divil is the Big Finger you were sp'ak
ing of, and where does he hang on
whin he's at homer"
IL proved to be very unfortunat
question, as If Boyd had hit upon
most dangerous theme: for blaze
quickened suspicion instantly fame
up i'm Gilroy's dark eyes. and his rigf
hand glded swiftly to his hip poke
See here. cabbiei" he cried, wit
abrupt feroclty. why do you ask abou
the Big Finger? What do you know {
the Big Finger"
Sure, sOr. nothing at all
You lie, You're too inquisitive-
too damned in quisitive-for one VIII
knows nothing"
"Oh. 1 Say"
You're not what you say-nor you
game in coming here." Numbered Gil
roy passionateIy. Kelsey, the doc
Speak out, now. and the truth, {
I'll"
you'll invite a bullet. GiIroy. If 70