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He knew that this was not a case of an ordinary murder, or of the murder of one gangster by another. He knew that the nation was aroused over these murders, and that he would stand very little chance before a jury unless he could build up a stronger defense than he possessed, or find a more plausible alibi. Boyle swore at Jimmy with an understandable wrath.
He looked up at me challengingly, and sneered: "Want some more to come down?" It could not have happened more apropos. The port-brace, and immediately afterwards the starboard-brace, of the crojack-yard carried away. This was the big, lowest spar on the mizzen, and as the huge thing of steel swung wildly back and forth the gangster and his followers turned and crouched as they looked up to see.
Someone had turned in a call for an ambulance which came jangling up soon after, and we stood in a group close to the young surgeon as he worked to bring around the captured gangster. "Where's the Chief?" he mumbled, dazed. Garrick motioned to us to be quiet.
He knew the drift of the gangster's meaning. "You get my drive?" the gangster repeated. And I knew anger. Not ordinary anger, but cold anger. And I caught a vision of the high place in which we had sat and ruled down the ages in all lands, on all seas.
"Unless you make it necessary, we won't be callin' for the wagon," Casane stated. "Just the three of us'll take a little stroll, like I'm telling you just stroll out and take the air up to Headquarters." He slipped into position on one side of the gangster, Ginsburg on the other.
He threw a flood of light on the scene of destruction. Shultberger, pulling himself up to his knees, his face and mouth gory from the catapult's stroke, moaned with agony as he clawed blindly. Patrolman White was tugging at the gangster who had been knocked unconscious by Burke's club.
So his twenty-two fellow grand jurymen politely permitted him to recall Officer Delany and ask him: "Say, officer, isn't it a fact just tell us frankly now if this feller Mathusek isn't a gangster?" "Sure, he's a gangster. He was blowin' about it to me after I arrested him," swore Delany without hesitation. The foreman swept the circle with a triumphant eye. "What'd I tell you?" he demanded.
Bert Rhine, his head and face swathed in bandages, stood there beneath me, and I felt for him a tingle of respect. He, too, in a subterranean, ghetto way was master over his rats. Nosey Murphy and Kid Twist stood shoulder to shoulder with their stricken gangster leader. It was his will, because of his terrible injury, to get in to land and doctors as quickly as possible.
The politician protects the gangster; the gangster protects the procurer, and both of them vote early and often for the politician." Bob sighed. "Isn't there some way that this young girl can be warned about the dangers she is running into? It's terrible to think of a thing like this threatening any girl of good family, or any other family for that matter."
The gangster must have received the liquid fire in the face and eyes. And, in the shock of pain, he must have released all holds and fallen upon the coal at the bottom of the shaft. His cries and shrieks of anguish were terrible, and I was reminded of the starving rats which had squealed up that same shaft during the first months of the voyage. The thing was sickening.
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