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Updated: June 28, 2025
When that man reports to his employer, I want him to say that we suspect nothing beyond his attempt to crack the safe." The detective turned away with a frown. "I suppose you know your business, Mr. West." Harvey and Mattison followed him to the hall, closing the door after them. They said good night, and left the building.
"We kep' him in it, you mean." "What for did you want to give him the job of teaming, Mahooley?" asked Mattison. "Matter of business," replied the trader carelessly. "He was on the spot." "Well, you can get plenty more now. Why not fire him?" Mahooley looked a little embarrassed. "Business is business," he said. "I don't fancy him myself, but he's working all right."
Jawn, standing beside the oak desk, looked down at the Superintendent and nodded gravely. Mattison returned the look with a brief searching gaze, then he turned to his work, saying, "Very well, you may go." Harvey was all over the station. The strain of the last two days had told upon his nerves, but the prospect of a conflict buoyed him up.
Mattison, seeing no meaning in this sally, preserved a sulky silence and Terry added: "The thing for us to do now is to bend all our energies toward finding Cat-Eye Mose. I doubt if we can completely explain the mystery until he is discovered." "And that," said the sheriff, "will be never! You may mark my words; whoever killed the Colonel, killed Mose, too."
"I don't want to pry into your private affairs, only," I laughed, "I do want to see you win out ahead of Mattison, and I'm afraid you're not going about it the right way." "Thank you, Arnold," he returned, "I want to win a great deal more than you want me to and if it's gambling you're afraid of, you can ease your mind, for I've sworn off.
"You can trust me to keep quiet," said Mattison, holding out his hand. "Me too," said Moser. "I reckon I can make up something that'll satisfy the boys about as well as the real thing." "Thank you," Terry said. "I guess you can all right! There doesn't seem to be anything the matter with your imaginations down here."
While Mattison was gone, Harvey felt his way through the Treasurer's office and paused to listen; then he drew up a chair which stood near the door, and climbing up, slipped off his coat and hung it over the half-open transom. Then he closed the transom, and the room was practically light proof.
"Blest if I can see what the girl sees in him," said Mahooley. "There are better men for her to pick from." "He's spoiled our fun, damn him!" said another. "The place won't be the same again." "Who is this fellow Sam?" asked one of the newcomers. "A damn ornery little cook who's got his head swole," muttered Joe. "He kept his place till he got a team to drive," said Mattison.
Yes; there was Hildegarde Bentel, but she had married Anthony Mattison, who was not a soldier. Could the American mamselle remember what the girl's first name was? "Oh, yes!" exclaimed Patsy. "She signed her letters 'Elizabeth." They shook their heads. "My name is also Elizabeth," said one. "We have many Elizabeths in Charleroi, but none has lately married."
One of the men held the horses while Mattison and the other followed me into the house. Rad himself, hearing the noise of our arrival, came to the door to meet us. He was quite composed again and spoke in his usual manner. "Hello, Arnold! Did you find him, and is the party over?" He stopped uncertainly as he caught sight of the others.
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