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They said Mr. Spatola came through the trap-door at Hume's place that night and walked along the roofs and so down to his own room." "That would he very easily done," answered Ashton-Kirk, as his eye took in the level stretch of roofs. After a little more questioning to make sure that the landlady had missed nothing, they thanked her and left the house.
The crowd were on their feet, silent. They thought that the end had come, for at the call of three Clancy had not moved, Flynn and Spatola were already above the level of the ring clinging to the ropes and Jerry stood breathing heavily, his arms at his sides watching the prostrate man. At the count of six Clancy was on one elbow, eight found him on his knees struggling to his feet.
I believe he was a devil!" "That was no reason why you should kill him," said Osborne in the positive manner of the third degree. "I did not kill him," protested Spatola. "There were many times when it was in my heart to do so. But I did not do it!" "I've heard you say all that before," stated Osborne, wearily. Then to the turnkey: "Take him away, Curtis." "Just a moment," interposed Ashton-Kirk.
But," positively, "she did not find him there." "What makes you think that? There was still one of Hume's visitors left, when she got there. It may have been Morris." "It was Spatola," answered Pendleton, with conviction. "The scream of the cockatoo which came from Hume's rooms when the pistol was discharged proves it. When Spatola went in, Berg said he was carrying something under his coat.
"I think," said he, "that I now understand why Spatola grew so uncommunicative and suspicious toward the end of our interview at City Hall. We both thought it was because I spoke of shorthand. But it was perhaps because I mentioned an invention in the way of writing music. He feared that I was trying to incriminate Mr. Morris in some way." Pendleton nodded. "That," said he, "I think explains it."
Why, the rag would have the police arrest Edyth arrest her for " "Well," demanded a sharp, aggressively pitched voice, "what for you make-a da blame, eh? Da cops pinch-a Spatola, and for why, eh? Because he's da wop, da Ginney, da Dago and got-a no friends."
"You think, then, that Locke's intentions were not murder?" "At the present time I am led to think so. The confederate either was forced to kill to save himself, or he had nursed a private scheme of revenge. And the ferocity of the blow with the bayonet inclines me to prefer the latter as a theory." "That brings us back to both Morris and Spatola," said Pendleton, gravely.
He'd call him a curbstone fiddler, and say that he ought to be playing at barn dances and Italian christenings instead of aspiring to the platform. Spatola would get frantic with rage, and fairly scream his resentment at these times. "Often Mr. Hume would have him bring his trained cockatoos. And while he was making them go through their tricks, Mr.
We had other sorts of arms, but no such thing as a bayonet." There were a few more questions, but as they drew out nothing of interest, Stillman signified to Brolatsky that the interview was at an end. "Now, you will go with Mr. Curran to police headquarters on the next floor," said he, "and tell them what you have told me about this Antonio Spatola." Then he opened the door and stepped out.
"Well, he talked and looked like one. Rather well educated too, I think." Ashton-Kirk thanked the clerk, and the now beaming Mr. Bernstine, and with Pendleton left the place. "Well," said Pendleton, as they climbed into the car, "this about fixes the thing, doesn't it? The musician, Antonio Spatola, is the guilty man, beyond a doubt."
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