She had
evidently been stuffing the corners full of their favourite
nepenthe, for, as Kennedy reached down and turned over the closely
packed woman's finery and the few articles belonging to Haddon,
innumerable packets from the cabinet dropped out.
"Hulloa--what's this?" he exclaimed, as he came to a huge roll of
bills and a mass of silver and gold coin. "Trying to double-cross
us all the time. That was her clever game--to give him the hours
he needed to gather what money he could save and make a clean
getaway. Even cocaine doesn't destroy the interest of men and
women in that," he concluded, turning over to Carton the wealth
which Haddon had amassed as one of the meanest grafters of the
city of graft.
Here was a case which I could not help letting the Star have
immediately. Notes or no notes, it was local news of the first
order. Besides, anything that concerned Carton was of the highest
political significance.
It kept me late at the office and I overslept. Consequently I did
not see much of Craig the next morning, especially as he told me
he had nothing special, having turned down a case of a robbery of
a safe, on the ground that the police were much better fitted to
catch ordinary yeggmen than he was.
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