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Not one of these men could be classed with professional criminals, Moriarity, perhaps, had several times done some "fine work," but was unknown in the strata of crime, and was never seen in the society of "experts." His attack upon Cummings could be called his debut, just as Cummings' late success could be looked on as his first definite step within the portals of outlawry and crime.
A sudden movement by some of the men, roused Swanson, and looking at a huge silver watch, he ordered them all to bed at once. Which command was obeyed by all except Cummings, Moriarity, the Doctor and Scip. An inner room, fitted with bunks, was used as the dormitory, but the two robbers, as special guests had rooms to themselves.
"No, I don't mean that the Cook over in the saloon playing poker and the Cook mentioned on the tag are the same person, but we found no Dan Moriarity or Cook in Leavenworth but what was above suspicion, and I think that the men who were smart enough to plan and carry out a robbery such as this was would be shrewd enough to take every possible precaution against discovery.
He saw we had him and that he couldn't get away, so to make his sentence as light as possible he did the best thing he could do and surrendered." Almost dumbfounded by this surprise Dan sat speechless and stared blankly at the detective. "Do you know, Mr. Moriarity," Mr. Pinkerton continued, "you strike me as being remarkably clever."
"What's the use of asking me; you know well enough who I am," replied Dan, in short, curt syllables. "Of course, of course; but I thought I might be mistaken." "Well, you aren't." "Now, Mr. Moriarity, I think if you are inclined to you can get yourself out of this scrape." "Ya-as, I suppose so. "You will let me introduce myself. My name is William Pinkerton."
Moriarity, for I've caught your friend too." "Cook?" "Oh, he was jailed before you." "You don't mean Jim?" "Exactly." "You can't stuff me with any such yarn as that." "Would you like to see him?" asked Mr. Pinkerton, quickly. "Seeing's believing." Turning to the bailiff Mr. Pinkerton inquired: "What cell is Jim Cummings in?" "Forty-three, sir." "Will you take us there?" "Yes, sir.
Moriarity, for such it was, immediately drew up his horse and the three friends were soon shaking hands. "The fly-cops made it too hot for me, boys," said Dan. "I came within an ace of being caught. One of the beaks had his hands on me, but I knocked him down and lit out." "Where are you bound for now?" asked Cummings. "Down to Swanson's ranche." "We were heading the same way," said Cummings.
Throwing his hands over his head as Moriarity had done, he suddenly brought his clinched fists full against Sam's temple, putting into the blow the strength of three men. Without a groan the detective's head sank forward, his revolver dropped from his nerveless grasp, and he lay unconscious on his horse's back.
"Fotheringham hadn't anything to do with it any more'n you did Wittrock knocked him down and he couldn't help himself." "Mr. Moriarity, if all this is true, you will be benefited by the information you have given," then turning to the baliff, he said, "We are through now." Moriarity, still cursing Cummings, was led back to the cell, and the detectives left the jail for Chip's boarding-house,
The door had scarcely closed, when, dropping his cool and calm demeanor, Wittrock sprang from his chair and confronting Haight with flaming eyes, he whispered in terrible tones: "Moriarity turned informer, he swore away our liberty, and all our work has been turned to naught by the cowardly traitor.
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