The Bridgeport times and evening farmer. (Bridgeport, Conn.) 1918-1924, 1922-04-21
Continued from Yesterday

DeeLlSE OF not, Oh lIOW AAO- az ''-0O
to the stones. 1 don't know But
he got the stones, all right. And
then he tumbled to the fact that the
police were pushing him hard for
another job he was wanted for, and
he had to get those stones out OF
sight in a hurry. He made a pack
age of them and slipped them to OLD
Luertz, who had always done MS BUS
mess for him. to keep for him; and
before he could duck, the bulls had
him for, that other job Angel Jack
went up the river See? Old Jake
didn't know what was in that pack
age; but he knew better than to mon
key with it, because he always
thought something of his own SKIN
He knew Angel Jack, and he knew
what would happen if he didn't have
that package ready to hand back the
day Angel Jack got out of Sing Sing
Understand? But yesterday anger
Jack d:ed-without a will; and old
Jake appointed himself sole executor
without bonds! lie opened that
package. figured he'd begin turning
it into money-and that's how we get
our own back again. Old Jake Will
get a fake message tonight calling
him out of the house on an errand
uptown; and about ten o'clock P1nkle
Bonn and the Pug will pay visit
there IN MS dDStLISs -
looks good, don't it, Bertha. after two
years?''
Rhoda Gray was crouched down in
her chair. She shrugged her Shout
ders now, and infused a sullen note
| into her voice.
Eyes. it's fine"' she shifted. "TIl
be rolling in wealth in my garrett
which will do me lot of good!
J That doesn't separate me from these
rags, and the hell I've lived, does 1t
after two years."
I'm coming to that" said Dang
| lar, with his short, grating laugh.
We've as good as got the stones
now, and were going through tonight
for a cleanup of all that old mess.
We stake the whole thing. Get me,
Bertha-the whole thing! I'm show
| ing my hand for the first time. Clor-
ans the man that's making you wear
those clothes; Cloran's the only one
who could go into the witness box
and swear that you were the woman
| who murdered Deemer; and Cloran S
the man who has been working his
| head off for two years to find you.
| We've tried dozen times to bump
him off in a way that would make
| his death appear to be due purely TIC
| an accident and we didn't get away
| with it; but we can afford. to leave
| the accident out of. it ton ght, and
| go through for keeps-and that's
what we're going to do And once
| he's out of the way-by midnight
you can heave Gypsy Nan into the dis
card"
| 1t seemed to Rhoda Gray that hor-
ror had suddenly taken a nu-nbing
| hold upon her sensibilities. Danglar
was talking about numbering some
man, wasn't he. SO that she could
| resume again the personality of a
| woman who was dead? Hyster:cal
| laughter rose to her lips. 1t was
only by a frantic effort of will that
she controlled herself. She seemed
to speak involuntarily, doubtful al
most that it was her own voice she
heard.
I'm listening" she said; but I
wouldn't be too sure. Cloran's a
wary bird, and there's the White
MoI."
She caught her breath. What sui
cida1 inspiration had prompted her
to say that! Had what she had been
listening to here, the horror of it, in
deed turned her brain and robbed her
of her wits to the extent that she
should invite exposure? Danglars
misshapen thing at Danglar's side was
Ieering at her most curiously.
1t was a moment before Danglar
spoke; and then his hand, cIenched
until the white of the kn1ckles show
ed pounded upon the table to pune
tuate his words.
Not tonight he rasped out with
an OATH There's not chance that
| she's in on this tonight-the she
devil, But she's next. With this
cleaned up, she's nextI If takes the
last dollar of tonights haul, and five
Years to do it, I'll get her; ana gel
sure" mumbled Rhoda Gray hur
riedly. But you needn't get excited
1 was only thinking of her because
! she's queered US till I've got my fling
| ers crossed, that's all Go on abou
Cloran.''
| DangIar's composure did not return
on the instant Efe 5nawed at nj
lips for moment before he spoke.
"Au rightr' he jerked out finally
Let it go at that! I told you tn
i other night in the garnet that thing
We're beginning to break our way
and that you wouldn't have to sta
there much longer. but I didn't tel
you how or why-you wouldn't Civ
| me a chance. III tell you now; an
its the main reason why I've KEEP
away from you lately. I couldn'
l
to that garnet and Gypsy Nan H
grinned suddenly. I've been cult
waiting Cloran myself for the last tw
, weeks. We're quite pals! I'm fo
playing the luck every time! Vine
the Jewels showed up today, figure
that tonight's the night-see? Clora
| and L are going ito supper togethe
at the silver Sphinx at about eleve
o'clock-and this is where you she
the Gypsy Nan stuff. and show up q
YOUR own sweet self CIorann b
4 glad to meet YOU"
She stared at him insgenuine pei
, plexity and amazement
s'Show myself to Cloran!' she eja'
/, ulated heavily. Il don't get you.
! You will in a minute" said Dams
! lar softly You're the bait-see
CIoran and 1 will be at supper an
watching the fox trotters. You bio
in and show YOURSELF don't need
r tell you how, you're clever enough {
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