The Bridgeport times and evening farmer. (Bridgeport, Conn.) 1918-1924, 1922-04-24
sContinued from Saturday,


The Adventurer, even with one of the
gang present-to furnish an unim-
peachable aIibi for him!-was pluck
ing the gangs fruit again fo~ his
own and undivided enrichment!
Pinkie Bonn's voice came in a
guarded whisper from the doorway
Il don't hear nothtn'l'' said Pinkie
Bonn anxiously.
The Pug tiptoed across the room
and joined his companion. She
could not see them now but appar-
emily they stood together by the door
listening They stood there for a
long time. Occasionally she heard
them Whisper to each other; and then
finally the Pug spoke in a less guard
ed voice.
All right" he said. ct guess me
nerves are gettin' de creeps. Shoot
de light on again. an let's get back
on de job. An pose can take a turn
dis time pushin' de knots, Pinkie;
mabbe youse'n have better luck"
The light went on again. Both
men came back across the room, and
now Pinkie Bonn knelt at the wall
while the Pug leaned over the wash
stand watching him. Pinkie Bonn
was not Immediately successful; the
Pug's nerves, of which he had COM
planned, appeared shortly to get the
better of him.
Fer Gawd's sake, hurry up!" he
urged irritabIy COR else lemme take
another crack at it. Pinkie. AM
A low, triumphant exclamation
came from Pinkie Bonn. as the small
door in the wall swung suddenly open.
There she is, my bucko!" he grim
ned some nifty vault, Ell? The
old guy He stopped. He had
thrust in his hand, and drawn it out
again. His fingers gripped a sheet
Of Ia in DIV
unconscious of that fact. He was
leaning forward. staring into the
aperture. Its empty!" he choked.
"Wot's dat?" cried the Pug. and
sprang to his companions side.
"Youse're crazy, Pinkie!" He thrust
then turned and stared for a moment
helpIessly at Pinkie Bonn. $50 help
me-" he said heaily. ''It's-its emp
ty.'' He shook his fist suddenly.
DE Crabs handed us one, OATS wot!
But de Crab'll get his fer
TT was the CrabH' Pinl1ie Bonn was
suffering his words. He stood,
jaws dropped, his eyes glued now on
the paper in his hand.
The Pug. his face working, the
personification Of baffled rage and
intolerance. 1eered at Pinkie Bonn.
well. who was it, done?" he
snarIed.
1.-THE White MoIlp' He licked his
lips again
DE White Mol1!" echoed the Pug
increduIously.
YES" said Pinkie Bonn. Listen
to what's on this paper that I fished
out of therei Listeni She's got all
the nerve of the DEVIL With thanks
and my most grateful appreciation
the White Mou."
The Pug snatched the paper from
Pinkie Bonn's hand, as though to as
sure himself that it was true.
Rhoda Gray smiled family. It was
good acting very excellently done
seeing that the Pug had written the
note and placed it in the hiding place
himself
My Cod" mumbled Pinkie Bonn
thickly. ST amt afraid of most
things, but, I'm getting scared of her
She amt human. Last night you
know what happened, and the night
before, and He gulped sudden
~. Lets get out of here!" he said
hurriedIy.
The Pug made no reply, except for
a muttered growl of assent and a nod
OF his head.
The two men crossed the room
The light went out. Their footsteps
echoed back as they descended the
stairs, then died away.
the first time. She brushed aside the
cretonne hanging. ran to the wash
stand, possessed herself of the pack
age she had seen the Pug place there.
and then made her way, cautious now
of the slightest sound, downstairs
She tried the door that led into
the secondhand shop from the hail,
found it unlocked. and with a little
gasp of relief slipped through, and
closed It gently behind her She
did not dare risk the front entrance
y Pinkie Bonn and the Pug Were not
far enough away vet. and she did not
dare wait until they were. Too bulky
to take the risk of attempting -
conceal it about his person while with
Pinkie Bonn, the Pug, it was obv,-
Gus. would come back alone for that
package. and it was equally obvious
that he would not be long in doing
So There was old Luertz's return
that he would have to anticipate. Il
would not take wits nearly so SHARP
as those possessed by the Pug to find
an excuse for separating promptly
from Ptn1ie Bonn!
Rhoda Gray CROPPED her way down
the shop, CROPPED her way to a back
door. unbolted it. working by the
sense of touch. and let herself out in
to a back yard. Five minutes later
she was blocks away, and hurryinc
rapidly back toward the deserted
shed in the lane behind Gypsy Mans
garnet.
Her lips formed into a tight little
curve as she went along. There was
still work to do .tonight-if this pack
age really contained the stolen Legacy
of gems left by Angel Jack. She
had first of all to reach a place where
she could examine the package with
safety; then a place to hid it where
II would be secure; and then-Dang-
larl
She gained the lane, stole along it
and disappeared into the shed through
the broken door that hung, partially
open, on sagging hinges. Here she
sought a corner. and crouched dowr
So that her body would smother any
reflection from her flashIight-
And now eagerly, feverishly, she