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"What's more, they enjoy it. And when men enjoy what they're doing " "Why, they do it well," agreed Allerdyke, finishing the sentence. "Aye, that's true enough. All right I'll speak to Gaffney, when I go back. And look here as you're so well known to this woman, Miss Slade or Mrs. Marlow, whichever her name is, you'd better not show up at the Waldorf at any time in my company, eh?"
He unlocked the hand-bag when the manager had left him. It seemed to his practical and methodical mind that his first duty was to make himself thoroughly acquainted with the various personal effects which he and Gaffney had found on the dead man.
"You forget that I've got to look in at the Pompadour last thing to see if those two are there as usual," remarked Appleyard. "But that'll only take a few minutes I can call there on our way to the rendezvous. All right no more of it until half-past eleven, then." Albert Gaffney was already in a quiet corner of the bar-parlour of the appointed meeting-place when the other three arrived there.
Appleyard bade Gaffney wait a while, went into his office, ran through his correspondence, gave the morning's orders out to the warehouseman, and called the chauffeur inside. "Gaffney," he said as he carefully closed the door on them, "you're a Londoner, aren't you?" Gaffney smiled widely. "Ought to be, Mr. Appleyard," he answered. "I was born within sound of Bow Bells, anyhow.
"Virginia or Alaska, Ben it's all the same, so long as you're proud of your state, and give your state a chance to be proud of you." "Yes, ma'am; that's what Mother says. Then I heerd Tom Gaffney recitin' Robert Emmett's last speech, on St. Patrick's day, at Eagle Hall, an' I near cried at the end; an' I don't cry easy.
"Well, tell your Mickey to come round and see me, and if he doesn't charge too much, perhaps we can suit each other." Brother and Sister trotted home, well-pleased with the success of their errand. It was something to have secured the promise of more work for Mickey. "There he is now!" exclaimed Brother, spying the flaming red head of the Gaffney boy ahead of them. "Hey, Mickey!"
Never mind where he goes, or how long it takes to get there or how few minutes it takes to get there, for that matter! follow him and find out where that private cab puts him down. Then come and report to me. Is that all clear?" "Clear as noonday, sir," answered Gaffney. "I understand I've been at that sort of game more than once." "All right," said Appleyard. "I leave it to you.
The magistrate examined them, and finding them to be the depositions taken before the Coroner in the case of Ellen Gaffney, handed them to the police. How did they come to be in the road? On the 1st of September the Coroner resumed his inquest, this time in the Court-House at Philipstown, and one of the police, with the depositions in his pocket, went to hear the proceedings.
"Less than an hour's run," answered Gaffney for his master. "And a good road." The lady bowed; Allerdyke once more raised his cap; the two cars parted company. And Allerdyke stopped Gaffney as he was driving off again, and produced the provisions. "Half-past two," he remarked, pulling out his watch. "You've come along in good style, Gaffney. We'll have something to eat and drink.
They've done me up; that's all. Just as they've fixed Iringer and Gaffney and Howison." "Tell me." He threw out his arms and then let them fall to his side. "Oh, it's easy," he cried, "so easy that I never thought of it. They've just bought the Vaudeville out of hand and served notice on me that when my lease expires next month they'll not be able to renew it, 'unfortunately'! That's all.
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