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第15章

"Nuthin' much," said Jimmie Dale."Only I t'ought I'd let youse know.I was passin' Moriarty's an' got de tip.Say, some guy's croaked Jake Metzer dere.""Aw, ferget it!" observed the Runt airily."Dat's stale.Was wise to dat hours ago."Jimmie Dale's face fell."But I just come from dere," he insisted;"an' de harness bulls only just found it out.""Mabbe," grunted the Runt."But Metzer got his early in de afternoon--see?"Jimmie Dale looked quickly around him--and then leaned toward the Runt.

"Wot's de lay, Runt?" he whispered.

The Runt pulled down one eyelid, and, with his knowing grin, the cigarette, clinging to his upper lip, sagged down in the opposite corner of his mouth.

Jimmie Dale grinned, too--in a flash inspiration had come to Jimmie Dale.

"Say, Runt"--he jerked his head toward the street door--"wot's de fly cops doin' out dere?"The grin vanished from the Runt's lips.He stared for a second wildly at Jimmie Dale, and then clutched at Jimmie Dale's arm.

"De WOT?" he said hoarsely.

"De fly cops," Jimmie Dale repeated in well-simulated surprise.

"Dey was dere when I come in--Lansing an' Milrae, an--"The Runt shot a hurried glance at the stairway, and licked his lips as though they had gone suddenly dry.

"My Gawd, I--" He gasped, and shrank hastily back against the wall beside Jimmie Dale.

The door from the street had opened noiselessly, instantly.Black forms bulked there--then a rush of feet--and at the head of half a dozen men, the face of Inspector Clayton loomed up before Jimmie Dale.There was a second's pause in the rush; and, in the pause, Clayton's voice, in a vicious undertone:

"You two ginks open your traps, and I'll run you both in!"And then the rush passed, and swept on up the stairs.

Jimmie Dale looked at the Runt.The cigarette dangled limply; the Runt's eyes were like a hunted beast's.

"Dey got him!" he mumbled."It's Stace--Stace Morse.He come to me after croakin' Metzer, an' he's been hidin' up dere all afternoon.

Stace Morse--known in gangland as a man with every crime in the calendar to his credit, and prominent because of it! Something seemed to go suddenly queer inside of Jimmie Dale.Stace Morse!

Was he wrong, after all? Jimmie Dale drew closer to the Runt.

"Yer givin' me a steer, ain't youse?" He spoke again from the corner of his mouth, almost inaudibly."Are youse sure it was Stace croaked Metzer? Wot fer? How'd yer know?"The Runt was listening, his eyes strained toward the stairs.The hall door to the street was closed, but both were quite well aware that there was an officer on guard outside.

"He told me," whispered the Runt."Metzer was fixin' ter snitch on him ter-night.Dey've got de goods on Stace, too.He made a bum job of it.""Why didn't he get out of de country den when he had de chanst, instead of hangin' around here all afternoon?" demanded Jimmie Dale.

"He was broke," the Runt answered."We was gettin' de coin fer him ter fade away wid ter-night, an'--"A revolver shot from above cut short his words.Came then the sound of a struggle, oaths, the shuffling tread of feet--but in the dance hall the piano still rattled on, the mandolin twanged, voices sang and applauded, and beer mugs thumped time.

They were on the stairs now, the officers, half carrying, half dragging some one between them--and the man they dragged cursed them with utter abandon.As they reached the bottom of the stairs, Jimmie Dale caught sight of the prisoner's face--not a prepossessing one--villainous,--low-browed, contorted with a mixture of fear and rage.

"It's a lie! A lie! A lie!" the man shrieked."I never seen him in me life--blast you!--curse you!--d'ye hear!"Inspector Clayton caught Jimmie Dale and the Runt by the collars.

"There's nothing to interest you around here!" he snapped maliciously."Go on, now--beat it!" And he pushed them toward the door.

They had heard the disturbance in the dance hall now and the occupants were swarming to the sidewalk.A patrol wagon came around the corner.In the crowd Jimmie Dale slipped away from the Runt.

Was he wrong, after all? A fierce passion seized him.It was Stace Morse who had murdered Metzer, the Runt had said.In Jimmie Dale's brain the words began to reiterate themselves in a singsong fashion:

"It was Stace Morse.It was Stace Morse." Then his lips drew tight together.WAS it Stace Morse? He would have given a good deal for a chance to talk to the man--even for a minute.But there was no possibility of that now.Later, to-morrow perhaps, if he was wrong, after all!

Jimmie Dale returned to the Sanctuary, removed from his person all evidences of Larry the Bat--and from the Sanctuary went home to Riverside Drive.

In his den there, in the morning after breakfast, Jason, the butler, brought him the papers.Three-inch headlines in red ink screamed, exulted, and shrieked out the news that the Gray Seal, in the person of Stace Morse, fence, yeggman and murderer, had been captured.The public, if it had held any private admiration for the one-time mysterious crook could now once and forever disillusion itself.The Gray Seal was Stace Morse--and Stace Morse was of the dregs of the city's scum, a pariah, an outcast, with no single redeeming trait to lift him from the ruck of mire and slime that had strewn his life from infancy.The face of Inspector Clayton, blandly self-complacent, leaped out from the paper to meet Jimmie Dale's eyes--and with it a column and a half of perfervid eulogy.

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