The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1940-10-10
CHAPTER V-Continued

CHAPTER v-Continued
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The fine old Mallory luck still
holds" said. You're about three
hours too late"
told of my discharge by Higgins
and the lifeline Miss Paget had
thrown me. Cochrane heard me
through with his pink face quiet, but
his eyes were narrower when I fin
ished.
''I don't know why you're balk-
ing" he said. You're sitting pref
~, right in family that lives across
the way from the Ferriters, fam
ily that's taking care Of the girl to-
night and that hires one of the broth
eY."
I felt better, but I was still both
cred.
Look" I said. ''This old lady
has been more than white to me. II
! throw in with you, I'm double
crossing her"
You think maybe the Pagets had
a hand in it," he asked softly and
that stung me.
why" I began, so hotly that
he grinned and looked like rowdy
cherub.
"All right, all right" he soothed.
Then if they're in the clear, how
are you crossing them? Mallory, this
town is paved with good newspaper
men who would give one hand for
your chance. Better take it.
I nodded agreement at last. For
a moment had the good feeling
inside that at last the breaks were
going my way. Then I said:
ST don't know why you think the
story is still so hot, after Lyon Fer
riter's pinch"
What" he said as though I had
struck him. repeated what Fine
man had told me.
Holy, suffering martyrs" he
jerked beneath his breath and
showed back his chair. And here
I've been sitting. Shannon's been
holding out again, the dirty tramp.
So long, fella. Wait. I'll see you
let me think. Right here. Three
tomorrow. G'by."
He rose, thrust his check at the
cashier and vanished with wheeze
of the revolving door. ate piece
of pie and then another before /
followed him.
Mrs. Shaw was suspicious when
she answered her doorbell, but after
had paid week In advance for the
room l had used during my first
month in New York and had re-
deemed my trunk as well, she was
glad to see me back.
I took all my things from my
trunk / thought, as hung them
up, of Allegro Paget and the ghast-
~ uniform in which she first had
seen me. I should have dreamed
of her that night, by all standards
of romance and Freud, but didn't.
/ was too tired to dream of any
thing
I took long time dressing. My
shoes had to be shined and my hair
needed cutting.
I had barely time for cup of
coffee and arrived a little out of
breath before the Morello where
Higgins, once more arrayed in ma
room and gilt, glared at me.
I'm trouble We, Mallory" he
growled, ''for the key Of me fiat
downstairs. And I told ye to move
your things last night"
I gave him the key and told him
/ would call for the suitcase later.
/ meant to gall him by my manner
and I must have for he turned red
der and muttered something about
upstairs and that old so-and-so up
stairs" I grinned.
Miss So-and-so to you," I said,
and went on IN.
The patrician gloom of the Morel-
10 had been proof against yester-
days upheaval. Hoyt beamed at
me as he took me upstairs, and NUT
tered congratulations Shannon,
emerging from the Ferriter fat as I
stepped from the elevator, was not
so cordial. He followed me into the
Paget apartment.
OA4 OkkOSA~C
washed wall of the air shaft filed
Miss Agatha's dining room with a
soft reflected cheer. The sun had
been no more visibly marked by the
day before than the old lady her
self. She sat IN her wheel chair at
the tables head, white-haired and
sharp. Grosvenor, sullen from lost
~Iao-, IookoI far lass ron, pofcpt
Good morning, David" Miss
Agatha said precisely. Captain
Shannon, one more call and I'll have
to ask your intentions"
Amusement softened the police
mans face.
''Tn not tell 'em before wit
nesSes," said he sd like to see
lone Ferriter a minute II you
please"