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"I gather he's not very well pleased with the position you got him; seems to think it small pay for a dirty job." "What's this? What's this?" croaked Dykeman. "You been getting a place for Bowman, Cummings?" "Certainly," the lawyer dodged with swift, practical neatness. "I'd promised him my influence in the matter some little time ago."

For one heart-stopping instant I made sure it was William Cummings, the deputy prison warden who had so miraculously missed seeing me in the dining-car of my train of escape. But since nothing happened and he paid no manner of attention to us, I decided gratefully that it was only a resemblance.

Nothing expedites like a telephone call from a general officer, so in a matter of hours Lieutenant Cummings and Lieutenant Colonel N. R. Rosengarten were on an airliner, New Jersey-bound. The two officers worked around the clock interrogating the radar operators, their instructors, and the technicians at Fort Monmouth.

"There is one thing upon which the reporters are speculating," he said. "What's that?" asked Gibson. "They are wondering when you will launch your attack in a new direction." "How?" "By hitting at 'Gink' Cummings." As John mentioned the "Gink's" name he watched Gibson's face closely to discover the effect it had upon the commissioner.

The sharp report of the revolver rang out upon the quiet night, and the two men, Cummings uppermost, fell upon the grading of the road. The men were very evenly matched, and the fortunes of war wavered from one to the other. The hoarse breathing, the muttered curses, and savage blows told that a desperate conflict was taking place.

In answer to the alphabet from Carrie the table spelt "NIPUL," then the "WARN" three times. We could not think what it meant till Cummings pointed out that "NIPUL" was Lupin spelled backwards. This was quite exciting. Carrie was particularly excited, and said she hoped nothing horrible was going to happen. Mrs. James asked if "Lina" was the spirit.

"It's plain sailing now, boys," said Mr. Pinkerton; "this end has been worked dry, and you must return to Chicago with me. Cummings, or rather Wittrock, if Moriarity has spoken the truth, will certainly make for Chicago, and you must be ready for him."

Cummings had not handled a pilot wheel on the Mississippi for thirty years without acquiring some strength in hands and arms. Teddy, failing to pull away, grappled with his antagonist, all in the best of humor, though his face bore its usual solemn expression. "Gangway," cried Teddy humorously. "I'm going to give him a bath in the river." Then began a lively scrimmage.

Cummings nothing for the job, but regarded it as a return for certain previous favors conferred by him on Mr. Cummings in the occasional loans of 100l. or 200l. At the end of the examination it appears that Mr. Cummings still held in his hand a slight balance of 28,000l., of which he had forgotten to make mention in the body of his own evidence.

The Aleut chief now became genuinely frightened as he pointed out the landing-place opposite to the barabbara, which, of course, could not be seen by reason of the low sea-wall. The rattle of the davit blocks followed that of the anchor chains as a bow boat was launched. "Go aboard, Mr. Cummings!" said Captain Stephens. "Take Mr.

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