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"Then you practically put him under arrest," said Deever, with evident satisfaction. "Yes; but it will not be known except to us who are here. I expect your friends to be silent for the present." "I'll answer for them," said Deever. "I know them all well, except that man where is that man?" He looked around for Chick, but that individual had disappeared.
But Haskell seemed to be in doubt about the direction to be followed. He started off at once. They had gone less than a hundred feet when suddenly Haskell shrank back. Deever, who was next to him, ran against him violently. "What's the matter?" whispered Deever, in an anxious tone. "There's somebody here ahead of us."
The foot-prints were very faint, but it seemed that Deever had started in the direction of that grove. Nick hurried thither. He searched through the little clump of trees with the utmost minuteness, till at last, on the farther side, in a bit of soft ground, he found the foot-prints. They still led in the direction of the river.
Indeed Deever was at that moment entering the house. He was accompanied by a young man of a very unpleasant appearance. To Nick's eyes he seemed a born thief. "Well," said Deever, entering the room, "here we are." "You mean that the case is complete," said Nick. "Absolutely." "This witness whom you have brought supplies the link that was wanting?" "He does." "I shall be glad to hear his story."
Agnes' Hospital. I was just looking for a fellow I heard had gone down that way." "That was Klein," said Deever. "I walked up the street, and had just turned the corner of the wall when I saw a man coming up under the trees. He was carrying a big bag. "I kept out of sight, and watched him. I thought at first that there was some crooked work, but the man with the bag didn't seem to be afraid.
"I begin to believe," said Deever, "your idea is to spring this thing on old Jarvis complete. Make the case iron-clad; tie him up double and twisted; and then let it come out in the papers." His eyes shone with malignity. "I was surprised," he continued, "to see nothing about it in the papers this morning. Why do you suppose that fellow skipped out of the garden? Who was he, anyway?"
Not a sou markee left. Not a thin copper, not a farthing! "Strike me blind, me wife's confined and I'm a blooming father," sang Capt. MacVeagh, "For they're hangin' Danny Deever, you can hear the death march play " This was the last phalanx. This thing on the ironing board was Horatius at the bridge holding in check the hordes of false Tarquin. Everything gone but this.
Deever himself was not present. Chick was accompanied by a young man and a pretty young woman. He presented them as Margaret Allen and Henry Prescott. Both lived on One Hundred and Thirty-fifth street, Prescott in a boarding-house and Margaret with her father.
The face of the superintendent was perfectly calm. "The case is in Mr. Colton's hands," he said, simply. "What did you mean, you villain," cried Deever, turning to Nick, "by talking about an arrest?" "I will keep my promise," said Nick. "I will keep it doubly. There is yet one minute of the hour. I arrest you, John Flint, for perjury, and you, Lawrence Deever, for the subornation of perjury."
The little clock on the mantelpiece clanged ten before they laid aside Napoleon and began to talk about something that interested Eddie Deever far more than all else Elias Droom himself and such of his experiences as he cared to relate.
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