The White Moll

第33章

“Pullyourchairuptothetable,andI’lltellyou。“

RhodaGraytiltedherchair,instead,nonchalantlybackagainstthewall-itwasquitelightenoughwhereshewas!

“Icanhearyoufromhere,“shesaidcoolly。“I’mnotdeaf,andI

guessMatty’ssuiteissafeenoughsothatyouwon’thavetowhisperallthetime!“

Thedeformedcreatureatthetablechortledagain。

Danglarscowled。

“Damnyou,Bertha!“heflungoutsavagely。“Icouldwringthatneckofyourssometimes,and-“

“Iknowyoucould,Pierre,“sheinterposedsweetly。“That’swhatI

likeaboutyou-you’resoconsiderateofme!Butsupposeyougetdowntocases。What’sthestoryaboutthosesparklers?Andwhat’sthegamethat’sgoingtoletmeshedthisGypsyNanstuffforkeeps?“

“I’lltellher,Pierre,“grinnedthedeformedone。“It’llkeepyoutwofromspittingatoneanother;andneitherofyouhavegotallnighttostickaroundhere。“Heswunghiswitheredhandsuddenlyacrossthetable,andassuddenlyallfacetiousnesswasgonebothfromhisvoiceandmanner。“Say,youlistenhard,Bertha!WhatPierre’stellingyouisstraight。Youandhimcankissandmakeupto-morroworthenextday,orwheneveryoudamnedplease;butto-nightthereain’tanymoretimeforscrapping。Now,listen!

Ihandedyouarapaboutbeatingitwiththeemptymoney-beltthenightyoucroakedDeemerwithanoverdoseofknockoutdropsintheprivatedining-roomupattheHotelMarwitz,butyouforgetthat!Iain’tforstartinganyargumentaboutthat。Noneofusblamesyou。Wethoughtthestuffwasinthebelt,too。Andnoneofusblamesyouformakingamistakeandgoingtoostrongwiththedrops,either;anybodymightdothat。AndI’llsaynowthatItakemyhatofftoyouforthewayyoulockedCloranintotheroomwiththedeadman,andmadeyourescapewhenCloranhadyoudeadtorightsforthemurder;andI’llsay,too,thatthewayyou’veplayedGypsyNanandsavedyourskin,andourstoo,isasslickapieceofworkashaseverbeenpulledintheunderworld。Thatputsusstraight,youandme,don’tit,Bertha?“

RhodaGrayblinkedatthemanthroughherspectacles;herbrainwaswhirlinginamadturmoil。“Ialwayslikedyou,Matty,“shewhisperedsoftly。

Danglarwaslollingbackinhischair,blowingsmokeringsintotheair。Shecaughthiseyesfixedquizzicallyuponher。

“Goon,Matty!“heprompted。“You’llhaveherinagoodhumor,ifyou’renotcareful!“

“Wewereplayingmoreorlessblindafterthat。“Thewitheredhandtracedanaimlesspatternonthetablewithitscrookedandhalf-closedfingers,andtheman’sfacewaspuckeredintoashrewd,reminiscentscowl。“Thepaperscouldn’tgetaleadonthemotiveforthemurder,andthepoliceweren’ttalkingforpublication。NotawordabouttheRajah’sjewels。Washingtonsawtothat!Ayoungpotentate’sson,practicallytheguestofthecountry,touringaboutinaspecialforthesakeofhiseducation,anddashednear’endingitintheriveroutWestifithadn’tbeenfortherescueyouknowabout,wouldn’tlookwellinprint;sotherewasn’tanythingsaidabouttheslatherofgemsthatwastherewardofheroismfromagratefulnabob,andwedidn’tgetanyhelpthatway。AllweknewwasthatDeemercameEastwiththejewels,presumablytocashinonthem,anditlookedasthoughDeemer“wereprettyclever;that

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