Newark leader. ([Newark, Ohio]) 1917-1946, 1922-01-20

did not know me; had no suspicion.
"Glad ter meet yer" and Costigan
filed pipe, and touched a match to
the tobacco without removing his
steady gaze from my face. 'We never
had no dealings together, but if yer
tied up with George, it's quite likely
we will have. He an / hav' been
pardners fer long while. He's HI
Of a good guy"
"We just ran into each other acci-
dentally," l explained, feeling that he
expected me to say something. "Got
onto the trail of the same Doodle. He
told you, suppose?"
"No, he didn't. Just said he'd run
onto you, and that you were liable to
turn a trick together. George don't
slop over; that amt his style"
"But he spoke about mel"
"Well, yes, in way. But 1t want
no more than told yer. He had to
go out afore you got round, so he
said you was comm, an for me to be
decent to yer whenever yer blowed
in"
"How long was he to be gomez"
"That's what's got my goat" Co.'S
tigan admitted grimly. "He said he'd
be back in an hour, but he amt
showed up since, ner sent any word.
l don't want to shove my nose into
your affairs, but I'm gettin' little
nervous bout George, that's fact"
Somehow the fellow gave me the
impression of being square-honest
loyal to his friends. OF course, l
could not inform him as to the whole
story, but it might be of benefit to
give him some inkling Of the situa-
ton.
"There's no harm, so far as l can
see, in telling you part Of the plan,
Mr.. Costigan," I replied slowly, en-
deavoring to guard my words careful
ly. II know Harris has every conf
dence in you, so I'll take a chance.
We're both on to a million-dollar pot
easy money, 1t looks like"
"The hi! that's some boodle!" ex-
citedly leaning forward.
"It don't come every day. I'll not
explain Details or how the two of US
rup together on the trail, and agreed
to split the pot. That's our business,
you'll admit"
"Sure; what was it? A bank job?"
Better than that-South American
revolution fund; coin sent over here
from London to pay for arms, and
maybe a murder or so. 1t is all in one
bundle, and what we need to do is get
our hands on it. We know where the
stuff is, but we're still scouting around
for a chance to grab it; it's locked up
yet"
II see. Amt been handed over to
| the gink who's got to pay 1t out.
That's what George Is a-tracin' out
now, supposeY'
''No doubt that is what he started
after this morning-shadowing the
fellows to whom it was to be paid.
What gets me is, why he doesn't re-
turn-the guy is dead"
Judas Priest! How do you know
| that? What's happenedT
"Why, it's in all the papers; he was
murdered last night over in Jersey
City-stabbed through the back in an
automobile. You saw 1t, didn't your
"H-l! that guy? He was Chilean
captain, or something Yer don't think
that maybe George bumped him off,
do yer"
mo- know he didn't; Harris was
with me all last evening""
"And you haven't any notion who
did?"
1 shook my head negatively. Costi-
gan sat for some moments, his chin
cupped in his huge fist, his pipe ex-
tinguished and his forehead creased
in thought. Then he looked up sud-
denly, strange light in his eyes.
"Say, DAILY" he asked in a hoarse
whisper, ''do you know if there was a
Russian Jew mixed up in this affair
anywhere"