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then i went down stairs and father did i like the baby and i said it was homly, and he said it was 10 times as good looking as i was and he said he was glad that when the baby grode up it woodent have Beany and Pewt to play with and woodent be tuff like me, and then Aunt Sarah said she gessed me and Beany and Pewt wasent enny tuffer than father and Gim Melcher were when they was boys, and then father laffed and told me to go to bed and i went. that was a auful homly baby ennyway.
"Will you declare me in?" "Certainly." Melcher eyed his associate coldly. "There's no 'certainly' about it. You'd throw your own mother if you got a chance. But you can't throw me, understand? You try a cross and the cold-meat wagon for yours. I'll have you slabbed at the morgue." Jimmy's reply left no doubt of the genuineness of his fears, if not of his intentions.
In the third chair Jim recognized Max Melcher, although the face of the sporting-man was swathed in steaming cloths. Jim passed on and into a rear room, where he found three men seated at a felt-covered card-table. They were well dressed, quiet persons one a bookmaker whom the racing laws had reduced from affluence to comparative penury; another, a tall, pallid youth with bulging eyes.
He was immaculate in attire, his skin was fine, his color fresh; a pair of small, imperturbable eyes were set in a smiling face beneath a prematurely gray head. Max Melcher was a figure on Broadway; he had the entree to all the stage-doors; he frequented the popular cafes, where he surrounded himself with men. Always affable, usually at leisure, invariably obliging, he had many friends.
Melcher has been coming here for a long time, and he always talks about Mr. Hammon. I've heard enough to know that him and her is after his money millions of it. Mister Jim can tell you everything, for he's talked about it, too, when you were on the stage. Lilas mentioned him to-night when her and him was talking over the flesh-light photographs. She said Oh, Gawd! " Mrs.
She had some difficulty in buying a revolver, but, succeeding at length, she returned to her room to arrange the final details of her plan. That she had fixed upon Melcher rather than upon Bob or Merkle or some one else, can be explained only through the vagaries of a disordered mind, for, although the girl did not realize it, she was by this time quite out of her head.
December 1, 186- brite and fair, late to brekfast, but mother dident say nothing. father goes to boston and works in the custum house so i can get up as late as i want to. father says he works like time, but i went to boston once and father dident do anything but tell stories about what he and Gim Melcher usted to do when he was a boy. once or twice when a man came in they would all be wrighting fast, when the man came in again i sed why do you all wright so fast when he comes in and stop when he goes out, and the man sort of laffed and went out laffing, and the men were mad and told father not to bring that dam little fool again.
Then just as that boob Wharton was getting daffier over her every day she gets her back up and the whole thing is cold." "You mean it's cold so far as you're concerned," Melcher judicially amended. "Sure. She's sore on me, and the whole family." "Then this is just the time to marry her off. New York is a mighty lonesome place for a girl like her. Suppose I take a hand." "All right."
They'd get him coming out of his bank or going to his club or leaving the theater; and nobody would dream who did it, for there wouldn't be a motive. It's done every day, ma. Even if they grabbed one of the boys, Melcher would spring him from the Tombs. 'Alibi' is Maxey's middle name, and he MAKES bondsmen. How do you suppose politics are run in this town, anyhow?"
I wish Merkle would marry my sister." "Not a chance," Melcher declared. "You'll be lucky to shake him down for a few thousand. How about Wharton? Will she stand for him?" Jim frowned, and his voice was rough as he replied: "I'll MAKE her stand for him if it's a marry." "He's a lush; if you got him stewed he might go that far. It has been done; but, of course, it's all up to the girl.
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