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The Spruce Street Tragedy; or, Old Spicer Handles a Double Mystery
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"Right here in this vault."
"Where?"
"In my punk."
"Well, then, when we leave, you'd better take it away and hide it in a safer place."
"Why so, Parney?"
"Because, they're hunting for that weapon sharp, and it wouldn't do to have it found here, or on your person."
"All right, I'll dake it vith me, und hide it as soon as I get home."
"See that you do, Jake."
"I vill, Parney, so 'elp me gracious."
"Now, one thing more," said Barney, after a moment's pause, "and then we must be off. Have you seen Sadie Seaton since we parted last?"
"Yes," admitted Jake, somewhat reluctantly.
"She sent word to Hen about the old woman's money, didn't she?"
"Yes."
"How much does she claim the old gal had by her?"
Jake Klinkhammer hesitated.
Barney regarded him for a moment with stern displeasure, and then, in a threatening voice, said:
"None of that, Jake. It won't do, you know. You remember who first put us on the track of this affair, and it don't make any difference if Hen and his pal did get in ahead of us, they've got to divide; and you and I are going to divide whatever they pay us, mind that, my boy."
"Vell, vell, Parney, dot vos all right; we'll divy."
"Then answer my question. How much of a haul is it likely they made?"
"Sixteen t'ousand, sure, and maype twenty t'ousand."
"Hum, well, say sixteen thousand, that ain't so very bad."
"No, dot vos not so wery pad."
"It'll be four thousand a piece, you know."
"Und if it vos twenty t'ousand, vot then?"
"Why, then, I suppose we ought to give each of them an extra thousand, as they've had all the risk."
"Vell, dot vos all right, for then they vould hav' five t'ousand, und ve would hav' each five t'ousand, too."
"Hum, that's so; and five thousand ought to satisfy them."
"Py gracious, yes!"
"Where can we find 'em, Jake?"
Again the Hebrew hesitated. But a threatening look from Barney speedily brought him to his senses.
"Hen vos sthoppin' somevhere on Sixth Avenue, mit a girl," he said, hastily. "I don't vos remember her name. I vill ask Sadie."
"She wrote to him there, did she?"
"Yes, I dink so."
"Ain't you sure?"
"Not quite."
"How's that?"
"Dere vos von odder blace he had letters sent to somedimes. I vill find out dot blace."
"See that you do. And look you, Jake, may be it will be as well for us to pay New York a visit in company to-morrow. This town is getting a little hot for us, and we want money – want it badly; and we can see Hen and his pal, and make Emory meet us there at the same time – kill two birds with one stone, you understand."
"Yes, Parney, I dink ve petter go to New York."
"Well, then, that's settled. Now get your little gun and come along."
Jake started to his feet, crossed to the tier of bunks behind which the detectives were concealed, and began searching under the pillow of the middle bunk.
Presently he became greatly excited, and pulling up the bed itself, felt eagerly all over the bottom of the bunk.
"What in thunder's the matter?" demanded Barney, at last, impatiently.
"Py Father Abraham! dot pistols vos gone!" gasped Jake. "Dot vos vhat vos der matter."
"Gone? The devil!"
"Yes; und some uv my bapers vos gone, too."
"Papers? What papers?"
"Noddings put some leetle memorandums."
"Memorandums of what?"
"Of some moneys und jewels I hid in der leetle vault beyond."
