The White Moll

第42章

“Thankyou,Daddy!“shesaidsoftly-andlaidabilluponthecounter,andsteppedbacktothedoor。“Good-night!“shesmiled。

Sheheardhimcalltoher;butshewasalreadyonthestreetagain,andhurryingalong。Shefeltbetter,somehow,inamentalway,forthatlittleencounterwiththeshadyoldpawnbroker。Shewasnotsomuchalone,perhaps,asshehadthought;thereweremany,perhaps,eveniftheywereoftheunderworld,whohadnotswervedfromtheloyaltytheyhadonceprofessedtotheWhiteMoll。

Itbroughtanewtrainofthought,andshepausedsuddenlyinherwalk。Shemightrallyaroundhersomeofthoseunderworldintimatesuponwhoseallegianceshefeltshecoulddepend,andusethemnow,to-night,inbehalfoftheAdventurer;shewouldbesurethentobeamatchforDanglar,nomatterwhatturnaffairstook。Andthen,withanimpatientshakeofherhead,shehurriedonagain。Therewasnotimeforthat。Itwouldtakeagreatdealoftimetofindandpickhermen;shehadevenwastedtimeherself,wheretherewasnotimetospare,inthemomentarypauseduringwhichshehadgiventhethoughtconsideration。

Shereachedthenearestsubwaystation,whichwasherobjective,andboardedaHarlemtrain,satisfiedthatherheavyveilwouldprotectheragainstrecognition。Unobtrusivelyshetookawindowseat。Noonepaidheranyattention。Hourspassed,itseemedtoherimpatience,whiletheblackwallsrushedby,punctuatedbyoccasionalscintillatingsignallights,and,atlongerintervals,bythefullerglarefromthestationplatforms。

Intheneighborhoodof125thstreetsheleftthetrain,and,enteringthefirstdrugstoreshefound,consultedadirectory。

ShedidnotknowthissectionofNewYorkatall;shedidnotknoweitherthelocationorthefirmnameoftheironplanttowhichDanglar,assumingnaturally,ofcourse,thatshewasconversantwithit,hadreferred;andshedidnotcaretoasktobedirectedtoJakeMalley’ssaloon,whichwastheonlyclewshehadtoguideher。Theproblem,however,didnotappeartobeaverydifficultone。Shefoundthesaloon’saddress,and,askingtheclerktodirecthertothestreetindicated,leftthedrugstoreagain。

But,afterall,itwasnotsoeasy;noeasierthanforoneunacquaintedwithanylocalitytofindone’swayabout。Severaltimesshefoundherselfatfault,andseveraltimesshewasobligedtoaskdirectionsagain。Shehadbeguntogrowpanickywithfearanddreadatthetimeshehadlost,before,finally,shefoundthesaloon。Shewasquitesurethatitwasalreadymorethanhalfanhoursinceshehadleftthedrugstore;andthathalfanhourmighteasilymeanthedifferencebetweensafetyanddisaster,notonlyfortheAdventurer,butforherselfaswell。Danglarmighthavebeeninnoparticularhurry,andhewouldprobablyhavegonefirsttowhateverrendezvoushehadappointedforthoseofthegangselectedtoaccompanyhim,buteventohavedonesoinaleisurelywaywouldsurelynothavetakenmorethanthathalfhour!

Yes,thatwasJakeMalley’ssaloonnow,acrosstheroadfromher,butshecouldnotrecallthetimethatwasalreadylost!Theymightbetherenow-aheadofher。

Shequickenedherstepsalmosttoarun。Thereshouldbenodifficultyinfindingtheironplantnow。“BehindJakeMalley’ssaloon,“Danglarhadsaid。Sheturneddownthecrossstreet,passedthesideentrancetothesaloon,andhastenedalong。Thelocalitywaslonely,deserted,andnonetoowelllighted。Thearclamps,powerfulenoughinthemselves,weresofarapartthattheyleftgreatareaso

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