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Going to cop the whole boodle tomorrow, was you?" "Who the hell are you?" "Well, if I answer your questions, perhaps you will answer mine. I am McAdams of the City Hall Station, Chicago, and I know exactly what I am here after. So the best thing you guys can do, is cough up. Who's that girl who has been working with you?" Hobart glared sullenly, but made no response. "You'll not answer?"
Then they paused straight ahead a double swinging door divided the kitchen in which they were from another room beyond. Through the centre crack shone a single bar of light, barely visible, and forth through that same orifice came the sound of a voice speaking. McAdams flung up his hand in signal, and then crept silently forward.
It angered him to realize how easily it had been accomplished; not so much as a blow struck; no opportunity even for him to cry out an alarm only that dark cabin, and the threatening revolver shoved against his cheek. He wondered where McAdams was; perhaps hunting him even then on the pier; and Sexton, what had he succeeded in discovering out at Fairlawn?
By this time McAdams must have discovered some clue as to the whereabouts of Hobart. With him under arrest, and our story told, some of these fellows will confess, and it will all be over with." "But suppose they have already succeeded in their purpose?" "That can hardly be possible, Natalie. There hasn't been time yet. Certain legal forms must be complied with.
I could have a man stabbed with a lariat or chased by a pair of chaparreras if I wanted to, and it wouldn't be noticed until the usual error-sharp from around McAdams Junction isolates the erratum and writes in to the papers about it. But you are up against another proposition. This thing they call love is as common around New York as it is in Sheboygan during the young onion season.
The one thought in his mind now was to telegraph McAdams, so as to circumvent the plans of those rascals in Chicago. This must be done, and it must be done at the earliest moment possible. Perhaps the fisherman might possess a horse, or would carry the necessary message into town himself.
"The fellow ain't dead, Mac; anyhow he seems able to talk yet." "All right, we'll find out what he's got to say go on along." West sat up, his heart bounding with sudden remembrance. "My God! McAdams is that you?" "You have the name who's speaking?" "Matt West. Good God, but this is like a miracle. I'd played my last card. Come here, one of you, and cut these strings.
With this end in view, McAdams took up the man's trail, leaving West to stand guard over the telephone. The latter called up Sexton, and hurried him out to Fairlawn, with instructions to find out all he could from the servants there relative to any late developments.
"Take one step, and I'll kill you." Hobart lifted his head groggily, and pushed himself half-way up on his knees. "Don't shoot unless he makes you, Del," he ordered grimly. "We don't want that kind of row here." He dragged himself painfully to the side door, and pressed it open. "Hey you!" he cried. "Come on out here. Now then, rough-house this guy!" McADAMS BLOWS IN
William McAdams, in an address to the American Association for the Advancement of Science, remarks: "Mounds, such as are here described, in the American Bottom and low-lands of Illinois are seldom, if ever, found on the bluffs. On the rich bottom lands of the Illinois River, within 50 miles of its mouth, I have seen great numbers of them and examined several.
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