The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1922-09-15

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in public way SO as to disgust them
with him.
'Im hep. It's girl"
'We'll not discuss that" said the
clubman with touch OF hauteur.
AS TO the price, IL you can arrange
the thing as / want 1t done, I'll not
haggle over terms"
The ex-pugiIist listened sourly to
Bromfield's proposition. He watched
narrowly this fashionably dressed WIS.,
itor. His suspicious still stirred, but
not so actively. He was inclined to
believe In the sincerity of the fellows
hatred of the westerner. Jealousy
over girl could easily account for 1t.
Jerry did not intend to involve him
self until he had made sure.
''Whatta you want me to do2 Come
clean.'
"Could we get him into gambling
house. arrange some disgraceful mixup
with woman, get the place raided by
the police, and have the whole thing
come out In the papers?
Jerry's slitted eyes went off into
space. The thing could be arranged.
The trouble in getting Lindsay was
to draw him into trap he could not
break through. If Bromfield could de-
liver his enemy into his hands, Durand
thought he would be a fool not to
make the most of the chance. AS for
this soft-fingered swelps stipulation
against physical injury, that could be
ignored If the opportunity offered.
"Can you bring this Lindsay to
you? demanded the gang politician.
Il think SO. I'm not sure. But If
do that, can you fix the rest?"
It'll cost money"
"How much will you need?"
"A coupla thousand to start WITH
More before I've finished. I've got to
salve the cops"
Bromfield had prepared for this con-
tingency. He counted out thousand
dollars in bills of large denominations.
"Pll cut that figure in two. Under
stand. He's not to be hurt. I won't
have any rough work"
Leave that to me-"
""And you've get to arrange 1t so
that when the house is raided 1 escape
without being known"
'I'll do that, too. Leave your adj
dress and I'll send man up later to
wise you as to the scheme when / get
one fixed up
On a sheet torn from his memoran-
dunn book Bromfield wrote the name
of the club which he most frequented.
Don't forget the newspapers. /
want them to get the story" said the
clubman, rising.
"I'll see they cover the raid"
Bromfield, massaging a glove onto
his long fingers, added another word
Of caution. ''Don't slip up on this
thing. Lindsay's a long way from
being soft mark"
Don't I know itY' snapped Durand
viciously. 'There'1 be no slip-up this
time If you do your part. Wen get
him, and we'll get him right"
without any violence, of course"
"Oh, of course"
Was there a covert but derisive jeer
concealed in that smooth assent?
BromfieId did not know, but he took
away with him an unease that dis
turbed his sleep that night
Before the clubman was out of the
hotel, Jerry was swapping Instructions
at one Of his satellites.
Trail that fellow. Find where he
goes, VINO he is, what girl he's mashed
on, all about him. See If he's hooked
ypff Il nd
1t! Did you get slant at him as he
went out p
"Sure / did, He's my meat"
The trailer vanished.
Jerry stood at the window, still sui
lenly chewing his unlighted cigar, and
watched his late visitor and the trailer
lose themselves in the kurrying
crowds.
"White-livered simp. No violence,
Mr.. Durand.' Hmpi Different here"
An evil grin broke through on the
thin-lipped, cruel face.
When Bromfield suggested to Clay
with a touch of stiffness that he would
be glad to show him side of New
York night life probably still unfamil-
lar to him, the cattleman felt a
surprise he carefully concealed. He
guessed that this was a belated at
tempt on the part Of Miss Whitford's
fiance 70 overcome the palpable dislike
he had for her friend. If so, the i'm
pulse that inspired the offer was a
creditable one. Lindsay had no desire
to take in any CT the plague spots Of
the city with Bromfield. Something
about the society man set his back up,
to use his own phrase But because
this was true he did not intend to be
outdone in generosity by a successful
rival. Promptly and heartily he ac-
cepted the invitation. If he had
known that note and a card from
Jerry Durand lay in the vest pocket
of his cynical host while he was hold
ing out The olive branch, 1t is probable
the Arizonan would have said, mo,
thank you, kind SIR
The note mentioned no names. It
said, "wednesday, at Maddock's, II
p. m. Show this card"
And to Maddock's, on Wednesday,
at an hour something earlier then IL,
the New Yorker led his guest after
call at one or two clubs.
Even from the outside the place had
IA dilapidated look that surprised
Lindsay. The bell was Of that brand
you keep pulling till you discover 1t
is out of order. Decayed gentility
marked the neighborhood, though the
blank front of me houses looked i'm
peccably respectable.