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Updated: May 12, 2025
I must send the papers that night or my brother would die. When I asked the reason for the change, Peterson pretended not to know. Now, I understand at last. Stephen was dead already. Cheffinsky and the others had at last lost their hold over me and dared not wait longer. I sent the envelope to Peterson by Clo, to the Westmorland Hotel. Yes, the man who was murdered!
Mac" herself came up to see her guests, who called themselves Mr. and Mrs. Stahl. The landlady talked of Mr. Cheffinsky as her "star boarder," and said that she was used to his "queer ways." Often he stopped away from home a day or two, but she never worried. He always came back.
Not only was she black, but she was fat and slovenly. Staring at the new-comer, she exclaimed with a mouth full of gum: "Say, is you another fren' o' Mr. Cheffinsky?" "Chuff!" was the password that flashed through Clo's brain. "This is where he lives!" She was triumphant. "I don't know anything about Mr.
This was a sacrifice, because they wished to dispose of the pearls before Cheffinsky came "nosing around"; but they were not sure of Isaac's loyalty. Who could tell what he might do, if tempted by big bribes to "frame" his pals? They must wait; and so must Clo. Days passed. The girl still posed as an invalid taking a rest-cure, and her tips to Violet were generous.
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