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They left a few minutes later with Murphy's pledge, given with an oath worded far stronger than the customary legal one, to act as their informant and to keep secret every word they had told him. "De 'Gink's' no pal of mine, see?" said Murphy as they left his room. "I'm wise enough to know that he'd cross me in a minute, see?"

He wants to do a grandstand on da bookmakers and de 'Gink's' for him, see?" "The 'Gink'?" exclaimed John. "'Gink' Cummings?" "Sssh, not so loud, not so loud," cautioned Murphy. "You mean to tell me that the 'Gink' is helping Gibson?" John demanded, coming to a standstill. "Come on," said Murphy, tugging at his arm.

That's why Gibson came out with a statement after the raid denouncing the 'Gink' and claiming that he had gone right into the 'Gink's' territory to demonstrate to the people that he was out to get Cummings. It's a frame-up from start to finish.

The 'Gink's' smart enough to know that Gibson couldn't carry through his plan to overthrow the administration unless he made some pretense of opposing him and so he fixes up this raid." "The question is, What are we going to do with what we have?" commented the city editor. "Do you suppose Murphy would come through with an affidavit?" "Not unless we furnished him with protection," said John.

John's story seemed to have rejuvenated him. He shook hands with Brennan, went back to his desk, sat down, bounced up again, wasted five matches in a vain attempt to relight his cigar and then chose a fresh one from a box he took from a drawer. "I know that fellow 'Slim' who paid you the money," the mayor went on. "His name is Gray and he IS the 'Gink's' right-hand man; has been for years.

None of us ever admitted that we had more than one or two, even when we knew we had a great many. It was also considered less disreputable to have one "big one" than two small ones. "It's the Gink's fault 'e swarms with 'em. I was standin' be'ind 'im in the ranks the other day an' I saw three of 'em crorlin' out of 'is collar up 'is neck.

"Not without being heard," says Mr. Robert. "I haven't time myself, though. Perhaps Mr. Piddie might interview him and " "Ah, Piddie!" says I. "He'd take one look at the old gink's round cuffs and turn him down haughty. You know Piddie?" Mr. Robert smiles. "Then suppose you do it," says he. "Go ahead full powers.

Without waiting for an answer, he snapped out: "In 'Gink' Cummings' apartment!" John discovered that he had been holding his breath. Gibson in Cummings' apartment! A thrill like a mild electric shock shot up and down his spine. "The 'Gink's' apartment?" asked Brennan. "That's the place," Hatch confirmed. "It was about a month ago. I can give you the exact day and hour later.

"I ain't jerry to all the Dago jabber yet, though I've copped off a little of it in the past two weeks. Put me wise to the gink's lay." "Elementary, Watson, elementary," replied Bridge. "We are captured by bandits, and they are going to take us to their delightful chief who will doubtless have us shot at sunrise." "Bandits?" snapped Billy, with a sneer.

"He has told me enough of what has happened to convince me that the 'Gink's' men did this. I'm going out now to arrest Cummings on suspicion and hold him in jail until we see how Murphy comes out. If he dies, I'll charge Cummings with murder if it's the last thing I do on earth." John noticed as Sweeney and the detectives hurried away that several of them carried sawed-off shotguns.