Charlevoix county herald. (East Jordan, Mich.) 189?-1953, 1914-05-16

you'd think better Of it in minute.
You don't want him, do you 2"
al do, and I'm going to take him."
Shaughnessy swallowed his liquor.
"Any objections, Crewe 2"
"Why, yes, since he hasn't told
anything more than what he believes
to be the truth, and that because j
asked him to. Perhaps he did dream
it, after all, or has got his dates
mixed. How about that, Cracker
81 reckon mebby | amt sure what
night il was" Cracker replied.
"We1l take him along, anyhow, so
the inspector can ask him about it,"
Shaughnessy said. what do you
know about Shannon, Crewe?"
Nothing"
who's that other gun you said
had seen him after Cracker did,"
"Did / say that ? Well, now, that's
funny. / must "a been dreaming,
too. / don't seem to remember say
ing it."
For a moment divekeeper and of
ficer looked calmly into each others
eyes across the bar, and the visual
duel was draw.
"Holdy, you and Mari take Crack
er along. I'll catch up with you"
Shaughnessy waited until they had
gone out. "You can douse that red
light Of yours now, Crewe, and let
the bunch drift back again. We
don't want any of them. You come
along into the back room with me
where we can talk"
Crewe did not reply at once. His
eyes narrowed and his lips tight
ened over his white teeth.
"What do you know about that red
light? ?" he asked quietly.
"Oh, | know more'n you think !
do, Crewe. Pm more'n seven, and |
ian walk if somebody takes me by
the hand. You're not the only slick
article in New York"
Crewe reached one hand beneath
the bar and moved switch, and
light that glowed in single red
bulb at the end of the box sign over
the door was transferred to a green
one beside it; but that suggestion of
a frown did not disappear from
only a select few knew the secret Of
those two colors He had been posi-
tive until then that the police did not
know about it.
He nodded to the bartender and
came out Shaughnessy followed
him into the back room and closed
the door.
"Crewe," he said shortly, biting
his words off abruptly, "eighty-one
thousand five hundred bones was
COPIED yesterday, and Shannon got
it. If he didn't get it, somebody
who was a ringer for him did. Any
how, it was one of your bunch, and
that's cinch. Well, want it-see?
1t was in bills-new ones. Five of
them were ten thousand each, and
they can't he passed. What's the
answer" asked the detective.
I'll have TO pass it up, Shaugh-
messy. Have you, by any chance,
been hitting the pipe YOURSELF"
well, you think it over, Crewe.
think if those five tens were passed
back the balance could stay lost, and
there might be five or ten out of the
fifty to whack up. You think it
over. Mebby you can suggest a place
where Shannon might have hid il.
See?"
you mean that you'd want TO
whack up all that good money that
stayed lost, too, don't you?"
"Well, neither of US is down here
OH a vacation. You think it over.
You needn't worry about Cracker.
I'll turn him loose in the morning.
Now, who's that other guy you said
saw Shannon ?"
"He is an acquaintance of yours
named Crewe," was the quiet reply.
you"
mo less, Shaughnessy."
What time was it when you saw
| him ?"
Between noon and two o'clock.
That's near enough, isn't it ?"
Are you sure it wasn't between
two and five, after he got back here
with the dough. And didn't he turn
it over to you to keep for him ?"