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Updated: May 21, 2025
You know every automobile tire leaves its own distinctive mark, its thumb print, as it were. When I have developed my films, you will see that the marks that have been left there are precisely like those left by the make of tires used on Warrington's car, according to the advertisement sent out by McBirney. Of course, that mere fact alone doesn't prove anything.
"No, your man could not have been at either of the gambling joints," agreed McBirney, as Garrick finished, "or he wouldn't have called up. But he must have known them intimately. Perhaps he was in the pay of someone there." McBirney was much interested in what had been discovered, and was trying to piece it together with what we had known before.
Andrew's, Geoffrey McBirney, only two months in the place only two months, and here was the rector gone off for his summer vacation and McBirney left at the helm of the great city parish.
"Worse than that. I can stand losing a big nine- thousand-dollar Mercedes, but but you tell it, McBirney. You have the facts at your tongue's end." Garrick looked questioningly at the detective. "I'm very much afraid," responded McBirney slowly, "that this theft about caps the climax of motor-car stealing in this city.
"I tried to get McBirney," said Garrick as we prepared to start on our new quest, "but he was out, and the night operator at his place didn't seem to know where he was. But if they can locate him, I imagine he'll be around at least shortly after we get there. I left the address."
Most of the passengers were Australians and New-Zealanders returning home, and only a few were bound for Tahiti the Tahitian women, the Swiss, Hallman and his son, and M. Leboucher, a young merchant, born there, of a Spanish mother. William McBirney of County Antrim, but long in Raratonga, an island two days' steaming from Tahiti, was going back to his adopted home.
Helm and Thomas McBirney should both hold high and important offices at the time, and after they had been tried and convicted of the crime of kidnapping. Both of these gentlemen, guilty of a State's prison offence, were judges of the common pleas. T. McBirney was first judge in the county, and Capt.
"Disgusting," ejaculated McBirney, who, whatever his own limitations might be, had a wholesome respect for Garrick's new methods. "Where did you leave the car?" asked Garrick of Warrington. "How did you lose it?" The young man seemed to hesitate. "I suppose," he said at length, with a sort of resigned smile, "I'll have to make a clean breast of it."
And then, the hopelessness, the helplessness of under-vitality, which is often the real name for despair, had caught him again. His arms were thrown out on the rough table and his head lay on them. There was a sound in the vine-darkened little summer-house. McBirney lifted his head sharply; a girl stood there, a slim figure in black clothes. McBirney sprang to his feet astonished, angry.
We laughed at his native name, Pupure, which means fair, and at the titles given Tahiti by visitors: the New Cytherea by Bougainville, a russet Ireland by McBirney, my fellow voyager on the Noa-Noa and Aph-Rhodesia by a South-African who had fought the Boers and loved the Tahitian girls and who now idled with us.
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