But still it is not
for me to stand between him and you."
"I'll fix the old devil!" said McGinty with an oath. "I've had
my eye on him this year past."
"Well, you know best about that," McMurdo answered. "But
whatever you do must be to-morrow; for we must lie low until the
Pinkerton affair is settled up. We can't afford to set the
police buzzing, to-day of all days."
"True for you," said McGinty. "And we'll learn from Birdy
Edwards himself where he got his news if we have to cut his heart
out first. Did he seem to scent a trap?"
McMurdo laughed. "I guess I took him on his weak point," he
said. "If he could get on a good trail of the Scowrers, he's
ready to follow it into hell. I took his money," McMurdo grinned
as he produced a wad of dollar notes, "and as much more when he
has seen all my papers."
"What papers?"
"Well, there are no papers. But I filled him up about
constitutions and books of rules and forms of membership. He
expects to get right down to the end of everything before he
leaves."
"Faith, he's right there," said McGinty grimly. "Didn't he ask
you why you didn't bring him the papers?"
"As if I would carry such things, and me a suspected man, and
Captain Marvin after speaking to me this very day at the depot!"
"Ay, I heard of that," said McGinty.
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