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As silently as he had appeared from the closet, as silently he let himself out of the room. The glowering features of Barney had faded to a pasty white while Hannigan had spoken, and now the hand which tried to bring a handkerchief to his lips shook so that he could hardly find his face.
The vociferous entreaties of Jimmie and the large boy had no power over him. Mrs. Hannigan had come out on her back porch with a pail of water. From this coign she had a view of the secluded portion of the Trescott grounds that was behind the stable. She perceived the group of boys, and the monster on the box. She shaded her eyes with her hand to benefit her vision.
"I'm Hannigan," he announced briefly. "I know you're Old Jimmie Carlisle's girl. The Duchess told me you wanted me on something big. What's the idea?" "You want to get Larry Brainard, don't you? or whoever it was that squealed on you?" There was a momentary gleam in the hard, gray eyes. "I do." "That's why you're here.
Move quick if " His cries were resounding, in the street as if it were a cave of echoes. Many feet pattered swiftly on the stones. There was one man who ran with an almost fabulous speed. He wore lavender trousers. A straw hat with a bright silk band was held half crumpled in his hand. As Henry reached the front-door, Hannigan had just broken the lock with a kick.
Five minutes after she left Headquarters Maggie was in the back room of the Duchess's pawnshop, which her rapid planning had fixed upon as the next station at which she should stop. She did not waste a moment in coming to the point with the Duchess. "Red Hannigan is really the most important of Larry's old friends who are out to get him, isn't he?" she asked. "Yes in a way.
"You might tell me so and discourage me and I simply must go ahead! I feel rather like like a juggler who's trying for the first time to keep a lot of new things going in the air all at once. But I think there's a chance that I may succeed! I'll tell you just one thing. It all has to do with Larry. I think I may help Larry." "I'll get Red Hannigan," the Duchess said briefly.
"You'll be out of sight here, and you'll get every word." He stepped inside, and she closed the door. Also she took the precaution of locking it. She wished Hannigan to hear, but she wished no such contretemps as Hannigan bursting forth and spoiling her play when it had reached only the middle of its necessary action. Barlow came promptly at half-past eight.
And he put Barlow up to the idea of forcing me to be a stool, and then framing me when I refused. It was Barney who fixed things so I had to go to jail, or be shot up, or run away. It was Barney Palmer who squealed on Red Hannigan and Jack Rosenfeldt, and who's been squealing on his other pals. And that's the sort you're stringing along with!" She gazed at him in appalled half conviction.
What's going to happen here is something that will show you the people Larry Brainard's been mixed up with that will turn up for you the people you want." "But what's going to happen?" Barlow demanded. To this Maggie answered in much the same strain she had used with Hannigan a few minutes earlier.
"I think," said Queed, "that I should prefer to handle both." "Ten people will read Hannigan to one who reads Darwin." "Don't you think that it is the Post's business to reduce that proportion?" "Take them both," said the Colonel presently.
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