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Gully!" he gasped out imploringly, "it's Yorkey, I tell you oh, don't pick off Yorkey! . . . Drink? . . ." the unnaturally bright eyes stared unseeingly at the motionless figure of the O.C., standing at the foot of the cot "Not so much now since looking after him. . . . Not a bad chap. . . . We fought once. . . . Yes, Sir! . . . had hell of a fight! . . . Pax? . . . sure! bless you! buried ruddy hatchet auld lang syne Slavin. . . . St.
I was in despair when in came Baptiste and Graeme. One look at Sandy, and Baptiste tore off his coat and cap, slammed them on the floor, danced on them, and with a long-drawn 'sap-r-r-r-rie, rushed at Slavin. But Graeme caught him by the back of the neck, saying, 'Hold on, little man, and turning to Slavin, pointed to Sandy, who was reviving under Nelson's care, and said, 'What's this for?
" a curiously wistful note crept into his deep tones, for the inspector had made an angry, impatient gesture "Listen, Kilbride! . . . I'm gone up I know it therefore, if I sing my 'swan song' now or later, it can matter little one way or the other; and I would rather sing it to you and Slavin and Yorke there than to anyone else.
Da ." The oath died on his lips and he remained staring at the hobo as a sudden thought struck him. His gaze flickered to Yorke's face, and his subordinate nodded comprehensively. Slavin beckoned to Lee. "Take um inside the hotel parlour, Nick," he ordered, "fwhere we hild coort this mornin. Yorkey, yu' go an' hunt up Mr. Gully. I don't think he's pulled out yet, has he, Nick?"
When we do there'll be quite a lot of things crop up in our minds that we'll be wondering we never thought of before. Let me have another look at that paper imprint of that over-shoe, Sergeant!" Silently, Slavin handed it over. Kilbride scrutinized it carefully, and again went over all notes and figures connected with the crime.
The circumstantial evidence was strong his quarrel with the murdered man, his heated language a few moments previous, the revolver lying beside the body, having two chambers discharged, and his being found there alone with the man he had gone forth to seek. Slavin and Flynn both strengthened the case by positive testimony.
As they waited there suddenly came a tremendous crash, as some object landed forcibly against the wooden side of the old barn. It was instantly followed by a second bang, and others came quick and fast, until the noise might be likened to a bombardment from a hostile battery. "It's the Slavin crowd!" called Bobolink, excitedly jumping to his feet.
In the course of our little scuffle I chanced to catch a glimpse of the fellow's right hand, and it had a scar on the back of it that looked mighty familiar. I had seen it before, and I wanted to see it again. So, when I got out of that scrape, and the doctor had dug a stray bullet out of my anatomy, there did n't seem to be any one left for me to chase excepting Murphy, for Slavin was dead.
A few yards from the front of the detachment Yorke suddenly pulled up and, dismounting, felt around in the snow at the base of a well-remembered telephone-pole. It was Redmond's hour to jeer now, if he had been mindful to do so. But another usurped that privilege. A queer choking sound made them both turn round. Slavin, his grim face registering unholy mirth, lounged in the doorway.
Round the corner they swung, dashed at full speed across the bridge and down the street, and pulled up after they had made the circuit of a block, to the great admiration of the onlookers. Among others Slavin sauntered up good-naturedly, making himself agreeable to Sandy and those who were helping to unhitch his team. 'Oh, you need not take trouble with me or my team, Mike Slavin.
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