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Virat was clever enough to find means of disposing of the bonds in some fashion or other, and too clever to have ever committed murder for them otherwise there was no doubt of that. And, after all, what difference did it make whatever Virat's method might be! It was extraneous, immaterial. Jimmie Dale shrugged his shoulders. The vital question was where were the bonds?
"Hello, Frenchy!" observed Larry the Bat suavely. "Feelin' faint?" The man's face had gone a chalky white. He looked wildly around him, as though seeking some avenue of escape. "Mon Dieu!" he whispered. "Larree ze Bat! It is ze Gray Seal! It is " "Aw, cut out dat parlay-voo dope!" Larry the Bat broke in curtly. "Youse don't need ter pull dat stuff wid me, Virat. Talk New York, see?"
Virat moistened his lips with the tip of his tongue. "What do you want here?" he asked huskily. "Oh, nothin' much," said Larry the Bat airily. "I thought mabbe youse might figure dere was some of dem bonds comin' ter me." "Bonds! I don't know anything about any bonds," said Virat, in a low voice. "I don't know what you are talking about. "You don't eh?" inquired Larry the Bat ominously.
"Dat's yer cue, Meighan," called Larry the Bat calmly. "Come out an' take a look at him!" A ghastly pallor spreading over his face, staring like a demented man, as Meighan, rising from behind the lounging chair, advanced toward the table, Virat huddled back in his seat. "Know him?" inquired Larry the Bat. The detective bent sharply forward. "My god!" he exclaimed. "It's no, it can't "
Or, it may imply, mere existence, without reference, that is, to any attribute by which it is capable of being described or comprehended. 92. i.e., Virat or vast or Infinite. The task of rendering these names is exceedingly difficult. In the original, many of these names are such that they are capable of more than one interpretation. The commentator often suggests more than one meaning.
With a sharp cry, staring, Virat shrank back. "Sure! Now youse're talkin'!" approved Larry the Bat complacently. "But dat ain't all. Say, youse have got a gall! Youse thought youse'd plant me, did youse, wid dat gray seal on de Magpie's boot!" Jimmie Dale's voice was deadly cold again. "Well, what about dat?" "What do you want?" mumbled Virat. Jimmie Dale's smile was not inviting.
It was none of these things that actuated the Wolf it was Frenchy Virat, alias one Kenleigh, who was awaiting trial in the Tombs. Frenchy Virat was the Wolf's bosom friend! The wheezy, air-choked gas-jet spluttered into a blue flame, as Jimmie Dale lighted it.
Also Virat would be careful to see that his offerings were not made at such dates as to have the interest coupons cause him any inconvenience by falling due within twenty-four hours! It would be quite simple for Virate!
Three nights ago, he had seen Frenchy Virat safely in the hands of the police, and Frenchy Virat was still safely in police custody but he, Jimmie Dale, was not yet done with Frenchy Virat, it seemed! The note had made that quite clear. There was still the Wolf; and it was the Wolf that filled this anxious, hurried word from her to-night. The Wolf!
Earth is the deity Virat. The cow and the calf are Soma. The man who sells these can never obtain success. But what fault can attach to the sale of oil, or of Ghrita, or honey, or drugs, O regenerate one? There are many animals that grow up in ease and comfort in places free from gnats and biting insects.
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