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Yet Mack Nolan heard nearly every word spoken by Smiling Lou, Casey and Jim Cassidy. I'm soft-hearted, myself; I never like to worry a reader more than is absolutely necessary. The Cadillac car, I should explain, was only one of Mack Nolan's little secrets. There is a very good garage at Goffs, not many miles from Juniper Wells.
"And didn't you get any line at all on his whereabouts?" I asked her. Given three hours the start of me, I knew perfectly well that the Little Woman had found out all there was to know about Casey. "Well-sir I've got this to go on," the Little Woman drawled and held a telegram across the table. "You'll notice that was sent from Goffs.
He put up at a cheap place on San Pedro Street, with his car in the garage next door and a five-dollar tip in the palm of a rat-faced mechanic with Casey's injunction to clean 'er dingbats and keep other people away. He did not go out to see the Little Woman, after all. He had sent her a wire from Goffs the day before, saying that he was prospecting with a fellow and he hoped she was well.
The garage man, slowly turning the crank of the gasoline pump, looked at him inquiringly; but the speed cop ignored the look and turned to Casey. "Where'd you get this car?" he demanded, in much the same tone which Smiling Lou had used the night before. "Bought it," Casey told him gruffly. "Where did you buy it?" "Over at Goffs, just this side of Needles." "Got a bill of sale?"
Patmos was a place of unhappy memories, but he drove through the little hamlet so fast that he scarcely thought of his unpleasant sojourn there the summer before. Young Kenner had fallen silent again and they drove the sixty miles or so to Goffs with not a word spoken between them. Casey spent most of that time in mentally cursing the Ford for its efficiency.
As for Jovial, he dropped lap-dogs, bird-cages, carpetbags and umbrellas plump upon the hall floor, and rushed into the drawing-room, exclaiming: "Masser, it's an invasion of de Goffs and Wandalls, or some other sich furriners! And I think the milishy ought to be called out." "Don't be a fool, if you please.
A matter of an hour's driving was sufficient at any time for Mack Nolan to make the exchange. And no man at Goffs would think it very strange that the owner of a Cadillac should prefer to drive a Ford over rough, desert trails to his prospect in the mountains. Mack Nolan, as I have told you before, had a way with him.
So the church at Wolf Creek was broken up, and one was organized at Severance, and one has since been built up at Highland, of which Bro. Beeler is the leading member. Bro. Jonathan Springer who has moved to Goffs, where he still maintains his old-time zeal relates an incident which occurred a year or two before that district meeting.
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