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e way or other, see that the police were tipped off to the fact that it was French Pete and Marny Day who had taken the old couple's money. Those two old faces rose before her again now--blotting out most curiously the face of Pinkie Bonn just in front of her. She felt strangely glad--glad that she had heard all of old Dainey's story, because she could see now an ending to it other than the miserable, hopeless one of despair that she had read in the Daineys' faces just a little while ago. "Sure, I'm sure!" she repeated with finality. "How long ago was it?" prodded Pinkie. "I dunno," she answered. "I just went to Shluker's, an' den we comes over here. Youse can figure it fer yerself." And then Rhoda Gray stared at the other--with sudden misgiving. Pinkie Bonn's face was suddenly wreathed in smiles. "I'll answer you now, Shluk," he grinned. "What do you think? That we're nuts, me an' Pug? Well, forget it! We didn't have to stick around watchin' Pete an' Marny; we just had to wait until they had collected the dough. That was the most trouble we had--wonderin' when that would be. Well, we don't have to wonder any more. We know now that the cherries are ripe. See? An' now we'll go an' pick 'em! Where? Where d'ye suppose? Down to Charlie's, of course! I hears 'em talkin' about that, too. They ain't so foolish! They're out for an alibi themselves. Get the idea? They was to sneak out of Charlie's without anybody seem' 'em, an' if everything broke right for 'em, they was to sneak back again an' spend the night there. No, they ain't so foolish--I guess they ain't! There ain't no place in New York you can get in an' out of without nobody knowin' it like Charlie's, if you know the way, an--" "Aw, write de rest of it down in yer memoirs!" interposed the Pug impatiently--and moved toward the door. "It's all right, Shluker--all de way. Now, everybody beat it, an' get on de job. Nan, youse sticks wid Pinkie an' me." Rhoda Gray, her mind in confusion, found herself being crowded hurriedly through the doorway by the three men. Still in a mentally confused condition, she found herself, a few minutes later--Shluker having parted company with them--walking along the street between Pinkie Bonn and the Pug. She was fighting desperately to obtain a rip upon herself. The information she had volunteered had had an effect diametrically opposite to that which she had intended. She seemed terribly impotent; as though she were being swe
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