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第40章

  You’reanicelot,youare!Andnowyoucomesneakinghereandcallmealiar!How’dyougettothisshed,anyway?“
  Danglarpushedhishandinaheavy,confusedwayacrosshiseyes。
  “MyGod!“hesaidheavily。“Sothat’sit,isit?“Hisvoicebecamesuddenlyconciliatinginitstones。“Lookhere,Bertha,oldgirl,don’tgetsore。Ididn’tunderstand,see?Andtherewasawholelotthatlookedqueer。WeevenlostthejewelsatoldLuertz’slastnight。Doyouknowwhothatwomanwas?ItwastheWhiteMoll!SheledusachasealloverLongIsland,and-“
  “TheWhiteMoll!“ejaculatedRhodaGray。Andthenherlaugh,shortandjeering,rangout。Thetableswereturned。Shehadhimonthedefensivenow。“Youneedn’ttellmeIShegotawayagain,ofcourse!
  Whydon’tyouhireadetectivetohelpyou?Youmakemeweary!So,itwastheWhiteMoll,wasit?Well,I’mlistening-onlyI’dliketoknowfirsthowyougotheretothisshed。“
  “There’snothinginthat!“heansweredimpatiently。“There’ssomethingmoreimportanttotalkabout。Iwascomingovertothegarret,andjustasIreachedthecornerIsawyougointothelane。
  Ifollowedyou;that’sallthereistothat。“
  “Oh!“shesniffed。Shestaredathimforamoment。Therewassomethinginwhichtherewastheuttermostofironynow,itseemed,inthismeetingbetweenthem。Lastnightshehadstriventomeethimalone,andshehadmeanttodevoteto-nighttothesamepurpose;andshewasherewithhimnow,andinaplacethanwhich,inherwildesthopes,shecouldhaveimaginedonenobettersuitedtothereckoningshewouldhavedemandedandforced。Andshewashelpless,powerlesstomakeuseofit。Shewasunarmed。Herrevolverwasgone。Withoutthattoprotecther,atanintimationthatshewastheWhiteMollshewouldneverleavetheshedalive。Thespotwouldbequiteasidealunderthosecircumstancesforhim,asitwouldhavebeenunderothercircumstancesforher。Sheshruggedhershoulders。Danglar’scontinuedsilenceevidentlyinvitedfurthercommentonherpart。“Oh!“
  shesniffedagain。“AndIsuppose,then,thatyouhavebeenchasingtheWhiteMolleversincelastnightateleven,andthat’swhyyoudidn’tgetaroundsoonertoallaymyfears,eventhoughyouknewI
  mustbehalfmadwithanxietyatthewaythingsbrokelastnight。
  She’llhaveusdownandoutforkeepsifyouhaven’tgotbrainsenoughtobeather。Howmuchlongeristhisthinggoingon?“
  Danglar’slittleblackeyesnarrowed。Shecaughtasuddenglintoftriumphinthem。ItwasDanglarnowwholaughed。
  “Notmuchlonger!“Hisvoicewasarrogantwithmalicioussatisfaction。“Theluckhadtoturn,hadn’tit?Well,it’sturned!
  I’vegottheWhiteMollatlast!“
  Shefeltthecolorleaveherface。Itseemedasthoughsomethinghadclosedwithanicyclutchuponherheart。Shehadheardaright,hadn’tshe?-thathehadsaidhehadgottheWhiteMollatlast。
  Andtherewasnomistakingthemansssinisterdelightinmakingthatannouncement。Hadshebeenpremature,terriblypremature,inassuringherselfthatheridentitywasstillsafeasfarashewasconcerned?Diditmeanthat,afterall,hehadbeenplayingatcat-and-mousewithher,asshehadatfirstfeared?
  “You-you’vegottheWhiteMoll?“Sheforcedthewordsfromherlips,strivingtokeephervoicesteadyandincontrol,andtoinfuseintoitanironicalincredulity。
  “Sure!“hesaidcomplacently。“Theshowdowncomesto-night。Inanotherhourorsowe’llhaveherwherewewanther,and-“
  “Oh!“Shelaughedalmosthystericallyinrelief。“Ithoughtso!
  Youhaven’tgotheryet。You’reonlygoingtogether-inanotherhourorso!Youmakemetired!It’salwaysin’anotherhourorso’
  withyou-anditnevercomesoff!“
  Danglarscowledatherunderthetaunt。
  “It’llcomeoffthistime!“hesnarledinsavagemenace。“Youholdthattongueofyours!Yes,it’llcomeoff!Andwhenitdoes“-asweepoffurysenttheredintohisworkingface-“I’llkeepthepromiseImadeheronce-thatshe’dwishshehadneverbeenborn!
  D’yehear,Bertha?“
  “Ihear,“shesaidindifferently。“Butwouldyoumindtellingmehowyouaregoingtodoit?Imightbelieveyouthen-perhaps!“
  “Damnyou,Bertha!“heexploded。“SometimesI’dliketowringthatprettyneckofyours;andsometimes!“-hemovedsuddenlytowardher-“Iwouldsellmysoulforyou,and-“
  Sheretreatedfromhimcoolly。
  “Nevermindaboutthat!Thisisn’talovescene!“shepurredcaustically。“Andasfortheother,saveitfortheWhiteMoll。
  Whatmakesyouthinkyou’vegotheratlast?“
  “Idon’tthink-Iknow。“Hestoodgnawingathislips,eyingheruncertainly,halfangrily,halfhungrily。Andthenheshruggedhisshoulders。“Listen!“hesaid。“I’vegotsomeoneelse,too!AndIknownowwheretheleakthat’squeeredeveryoneofourgamesandputtheWhiteMollwisetoeveryoneofourplansbeforehandhascomefrom。Iguessyou’llbelievemenow,won’tyou?We’vegotthatdudepalofhersfasteneduptighterthanthenighthefastenedmewithhiscursedhandcuffs!Doyouknowwhothatsamedudepalis?“
  Helaughedinanugly,immoderateway。“Youdon’t,ofcourse,soI’lltellyou。It’sthePug!“RhodaGraydidnotanswer。Itwasgrowingdarkhereintheshednow-perhapsthatwaswhytheman’sformblendedsuddenlyintothedoorwayandwall,andblurredbeforeher。Shetriedtothink,butthereseemedtohavefallenuponheranumbedandagonizedstupefaction。Therewasnoconfusingthisissue。DanglarhadfoundoutthattheAdventurerwasthePug。Anditmeant-oh,whatdiditmean?Theywouldkillhim。Ofcourse,theywouldkillhim!TheAdventurer,discovered,wouldbesaferatthemercyofapackofstarvedpumas,and……
  “Ithoughtthatwouldholdyou!“saidDanglarwithbrutalserenity。
  “That’swhyIdidn’tgetaroundtillnow。Ididn’tgetbackfromthatchaseuntildaylight-theshe-fiendstoleourcar-andthenIwenttobedtogetalittlesleep。Aboutthreeo’clockthisafternoonPinkieBonnwokemeup。Hewashalfbattywithexcitement。
  HesaidhewasoverinthetenementinthePug’sroom。ThePugwasn’tin,andPinkiewaswaitingforhim,andthenallofasuddenheheardawomanscreaminglikemadfromsomewhere。Hewenttothedoorandlookedout,andsawamandashoutofaroomacrossthehall,andburstinthedoorofthenextroom。Therewasawomanintherewithherclothesonfire。She’dupsetacoal-oilstove,orsomething。ThemanPinkiehadseenbeatsthefireout,andeverybodyinthetenementbeginstocollectaroundthedoor。AndthenPinkiegoespop-eyed。Theman’sfacewasthefaceoftheWhiteMoll’sdudepal-buthehadonthePug’sclothes。Pinkie’sawiseguy。Heslipsawaytomewithoutgettinghimselfinthelimelightorspillinganybeans。AndIdidn’taskhimifhe’dbeenpunchingtheneedleagainovertime,either。ItfittedlikeaglovewithwhathappenedatoldLuertz’slastnight。Youdon’tknowaboutthat。
  Pinkieandthisdouble-crossingsnitchwentthere-andonlyfoundanotefromtheWhiteMoll。He’dtippedheroffbefore,ofcourse,andthenotemadeanicelittleplayso’she’dbesafehimselfwithus。Well,that’saboutall。Wehadtogethim-wherewewantedhim-andwegothim。WewaiteduntilheshowedupagainasthePug,andthenweputoveraframe-updealonhimthatgothimtogoovertothatoldironplantinHarlem,youknow,behindJakeMalley’ssaloon,wherewehaditfixedtohandCloranhislastnight-andthePug’stherenow。He’snicelygagged,andtied,andquitesafe。Theplant’sbeenshutdownforthelasttwomonths,andthere’sonlythewatchmanthere,andhe’s’squared。’WegavethePugtwohoursofsolitaryconfinementtothinkitoverandcomeacross。WejustaskedhimfortheWhiteMoll’saddress,so’swecouldgetherandthesparklerssheswipedatOldLuertz’splacelastnight。“
  StillRhodaGraydidnotspeakforamoment。Sheseemedtobeheldinthrallbybothterrorandasickeningdismay。Itdidnotseemreal,hersurroundingshere,thisman,andthevoicethatwasgloatinglypronouncingthedeathsentenceuponthemanwhohadcomeunbiddenintoherlife,andintoherheart,themansheloved。
  Yes,sheunderstood!Danglar’swordshadbeenplainenough。TheAdventurerhadbeentrapped-notthroughDanglar’scunning,orlackofcunningontheAdventurer’sownpart,butthroughforceofcircumstancesthathadcausedhimtoflingallthoughtofself-considerationtothewindsinanefforttosaveanother’slife。
  Herhands,hiddeninthefoldsofherskirt,clencheduntiltheyhurt。Anditwasanotherself,itseemed,subconsciouslyenactingtheroleofGypsyNan,aliasDanglar’swife,whospokeatlast。
  “Youareafool!Youareallfools!“shecriedtempestuously。
  “Whatdoyouexpecttogainbythat?DoyouimagineyoucanmakethePugcomeacrosswithanyinformationbyathreattokillhimifhedoesn’t?Youtriedthatonce。Youhadhimcold,oratleastyouthoughtyouhad,andsodidhe,thatnightinoldNickyViner’sroom,andhelaughedatyouevenwhenheexpectedyoutofirethenextsecond。He’snotlikelytohavechangedanysincethen,ishe?“
  “No,“saidDanglar,withaviciouschuckle;“andthat’swhyI’mnottryingthesamegametwice。That’swhywe’vegothimoverintheoldironplantnow。“
  TherewassomethingshedidnotlikeinDanglar’svoice,somethingofominousassurance,somethingthatstartledher。
  “Whatdoyoumean?“shedemandedsharply。
  “It’salonelyplace,“saidDanglarcomplacently。“There’snoonearoundbutthewatchman,andhe’sanoldfriendofShluker’s;andit’ssoroomyovertherethatnoonecouldexpecthimtobeeverywhereatonce。See?Thatlet’shimout。He’sbeenwellgreased,andhewon’tknowanything。Don’tyouworry,oldgirl!