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The insane fingers closed on the handle of it, the glaring and expressionless eye peered along the steadying barrel. MacNutt held his breath, and waited. It must be soon, he knew, before the moment of madness had burnt itself out.
This he would surely have done had not MacNutt seen his chance, and with his free hand suddenly caught at the wounded wrist that hung stained and limp at his enemy's side. That sudden, savage torture of the lacerated flesh was more than the weak and exhausted body of Durkin could endure.
"MacNutt!" ejaculated the listening woman. "Yes, MacNutt! He compromised with Penfield and swung in with him when the district-attorney started pounding at them both. The second man is a lawyer named Keenan, who was disbarred for conspiracy in the Brayton divorce case. Keenan and his papers are due at Genoa on Friday. I found some of this out on board the yacht.
I've been looking out for you!" said the intruder, with a taunt of mockery in his easy laugh. It was MacNutt. She gaped at him stupidly, with an inarticulate throaty gasp, half of protest, half of bewilderment. "You see, I know you, Frank, and Keenan doesn't!" And again she felt the sting of his scoffing laughter.
Then he half-opened his eyes, slowly, and saw that it was MacNutt beside him. The discovery neither moved nor startled him; he merely let the heavy lids fall over his tired eyes once more, and lay there, without a movement or a sign.
His face, for some unknown reason, was almost as colorless as the face that lay so passively against his rain-soaked shoulder. "I'm goin' back!" declared MacNutt. "Is it worth while now?" demurred the other. "I'm goin' to get my hooks on Durkin, even if I have to wade through every raidin' gang in the precinct!" "And then what?" deprecated Keenan.
"Correspondence!" said Durkin easily, almost lightheartedly. "Kind of personal stuff. They're he's drunk, anyway!" For stumbling angrily out of the cab, MacNutt was crying that it was all a pack of lies, that they were a quarter of a million in money and that the officer should arrest Durkin on the spot, or he'd have him "broke."
"We fought together, then, tooth and nail, and in the end we surrendered everything but our own liberty just to start over with free hands. But it wasn't our mere escape to freedom that maddened MacNutt; it was the thought that we had beaten him at his own game, that we had stalked him while he was so busy stalking Penfield.
"You know, now, what I have known before you!" whispered MacNutt, into the ear of the tortured Durkin. "You lie!" murmured Durkin's lips, but no sound came from them, for his staring eyes were still on the scene before him. "Listen then, you fool!" was all his tempter whispered back. And they stood together, listening.
"I mean we're holdin' open house tonight," mocked MacNutt, "and that Durkin will maybe drop in!" "And then what will it be?" "Come this way, my beauty, and I'll show you. First thing, though, just notice this fact. We're not goin' to make it too hard and discouragin' for Durkin. This trap-door will be left unlocked.
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