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Harvey leaned back and considered. The scratching of a match would almost surely be heard by the detectives. He leaned out the window, and beckoned. Mattison came creeping up, and Harvey explained in a few whispered sentences. "Go back and look up the street," he concluded. "We've got to light it outside the building."
However, the risk must be run, so motioning Mattison to climb down he drew out his keys, and with a match ready in his hand he jerked the gate open and dashed into the vault. Striking the match, he quickly located the books he needed, carried them to the window and pitched them out. Then he heard a thud on the door. He threw one leg over the sill, but stopped his coat was still on the transom.
"Well?" said Terry sharply. The place was beginning to get on his nerves too. "Terry," I said uneasily, "I never saw them before. I thought I examined everything thoroughly, but I was so excited I suppose " "What did you make of them?" he interrupted, whirling about on Mattison who was looking over our shoulders. "I I didn't see them," Mattison stammered.
Mattison reminded them that the watchman in the train shed was not to be overlooked, but they decided to chance him. "There's one thing about it," said Mattison, smiling. "If Johnson doesn't catch us, I can discharge him for incompetency." Shortly after midnight Harvey and Mattison started out. They found the station dark.
Musq'oosis shrugged. "Out with it!" said Sam. "I want to get a word with Bela before the gang comes." "Don't stop at Bela's to-night," said Musq'oosis. Sam frowned. "So that's it! Why not?" "Goin' be bad trouble I t'ink." "I know," said Sam. "Joe's been talking big around the settlement all day. Mattison told that, too." Musq'oosis looked at him surprised. "You know it, and you want go!
In the meantime a scene not unlike that at Truesdale was being enacted in and about the Manchester station. There was the same reticence, and the studied quiet and perfect discipline were even more pronounced; for with Jim and Harvey to issue orders, and with Mattison and Mallory to execute them, the chance of a slip or a misunderstanding was too slight to be considered.
The C. & S.C. employees were thrown out before they had become thoroughly settled, and with each new capture messages flew back to Mattison at Manchester, giving him and Jim Weeks a detailed account of the progress of the train. The greatest care was exercised to keep news of the train from Truesdale.
"Well, I never said it afore," added Union Mills, "but when that one of the Mattison boys came over here to examine the claim with an eye to purchasin', it was the Old Man that took the conceit out of him. He just as good as admitted that a lot of work had got to be done afore any pay ore could be realized.
"What's he doing at Byron?" "Probably had to run for it," responded Harvey, putting on his hat and buttoning his coat. "That means fast work. Clear the track for me, Mattison." "Wait a minute," said Jim. "Have we any trains north of Byron?" "No." "Then don't send any orders. They would warn the other side. No, go ahead and beat them if you have to break their heads."
Wherefore, leaving his mother's house, he abandoned himself to procuring money at any rate to support those lewd pleasures to which he had addicted himself. It happened that he lodged near one John Mattison, a working silversmith, into whose house he got, and stole from thence no less than one hundred and forty silver buckles, the goods of one Samuel Ashmelly.
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