But I do now, Joey. It's as clear as day to
me. He had discovered that instead of twenty-five hundred dollars,
there were but six ten-dollar notes in that pocketbook. Do you
understand? He was black with rage and disappointment--"
"I see! Well, blow me, I--I--" Here Joey began to chuckle. "He's
wondering where the balance of it is. He was trying to look through
your shirt, Jacky. He--"
"Do you remember that he followed us in here and watched us change
clothes? Well, I noticed that he never took his eyes off me. He was
watching to see if I had anything hidden about me--a belt, a package,
or--anything. Joey, it's as plain as day."
"And he did kick that little property boy a minute ago. I remember
that. He is mad! He's crazy mad, Jacky, we've got to keep our eyes
peeled, you and me--and another pusson, too. We got to stand by
tonight to protect 'er. He probably thinks that pusson can tell 'im
where it is."
But Thomas Braddock was not thinking of his wife in connection with
the disappointment that had come to him in that last hour of
degradation. He was thinking of Colonel Bob Grand and wondering what
magic influence he had exercised over the boy to compel him to deliver
so much money into his hands.
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