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"You're a cheerful guy," commented Dopey Charlie; "but you may be right at dat. Dey can't hang a guy any higher fer two 'an they can fer one an' dat's no pipe; so wots de use. Wait till I take a shot it'll be easier," and he drew a small, worn case from an inside pocket, bared his arm to the elbow and injected enough morphine to have killed a dozen normal men.
Behind him slunk The General, urging the other on. The youth was backing toward the doorway. The tableau persisted but for an instant. Then the would-be murderer rushed madly upon his victim, the latter's hand leaped from beneath the breast of his torn coat there was a flash of flame, a staccato report and Dopey Charlie crumpled to the ground, screaming.
The marks of the diamond which cut it plainly show that. Scientific common sense again." "Then it must have been someone in the house or at least familiar with it?" I exclaimed. Kennedy shook his head affirmatively. I had been wondering who it could be. Certainly this was not the work of Dopey Jack, even if the far cleverer attempt on Langhorne's safe had been.
Belmont, I says, 'did you happen to give instructions to any more of your employees, your jockey, fur instance? "'I have adopted the method you informed me was the correct one, he says, swellin' up. 'I gave a ticket at fifty-to-one calling for one hundred and two dollars to Mr. Smith, and explained to him that I was the owner. "Before Elsy gets through I'm dopey.
And the words sent a thrill of elation through Cleggett's being. "M' friends w'at makes the mistake," said Elmer, apparently satisfied with the assurance, and offering the information to Cleggett out of the side of his mouth which had not been involved in his question to Lady Agatha, "goes by th' monakers of Dopey Eddie and Izzy the Cat." "Picturesque," murmured Cleggett. "Picture what?
Nervously, as if he were taking his own life in his hands he delivered the verdict. "We find the defendant guilty as charged in the indictment!" Instantly, before anyone could move, the dignified judge faced the prisoner deliberately. "You have heard the verdict," he said colourlessly. "I shall sentence you Friday." Three court attendants were at Dopey Jack's side in a moment, but none too soon.
"You've tried to kill the boy once to-night; but you're not going to try it again I'm taking care of him now." "You gotta crust, bo," observed Dopey Charlie, belligerently. "I guess me an' The General'll sit where we damn please, an' youse can take it from me on the side that we're goin' to have ours out of The Kid's haul.
"I'm for you." The two other men turned quickly in the direction of the speaker. "Is de Kid here?" asked Dopey Charlie. "He is, my degenerate friend," replied Bridge; "and furthermore he's going to stay here and be perfectly safe. Do you grasp me?" "Who are you?" asked The General.
We'll tell her we're officers of the law an' that she'd better duck with her live stock an' keep her trap shut if she don't want to get mixed up with a murder trial." Detective Burton was at the county jail in Oakdale administering the third degree to Dopey Charlie and The General when there came a long distance telephone call for him.
His black hair was slicked down; he was faultlessly tailored and his shoes had those high, bulging toes which are the extreme of Fourteenth Street fashion. Outside, overflowing into the corridor, were gangsters, followers and friends of Dopey Jack. Only an overpowering show of force preserved the orderliness of the court from their boasting, bragging, and threats.
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