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Jack O' Judgment

Chapter 8 The Listener At The Door

Word Count: 1910    |    Released on: 18/11/2017

uilding had been originally intended for a dwelling house, but its enterprising owner had

nd she had resolutely refused to worry. What was Solomon White's association with the Boundary gang, she could only guess. She knew it had been an

ened the outer door that night to let herself into the hallway, and hurried up to her apartments. The first was that she had been followed home, and that impression was the more important of the two. She did not switch on the light when she entered her room, but bol

e changed her mind. After all, they would know where she lived and an inquiry at her agents or even at the theatre would tell

light flash up and watched

t," said Pinto. "Now t

ed the scene which he had wi

"are you suggesting that M

shru

ut it," he said; "t

d up at the

see her," he said, an

oesn't know we have followed her

shru

and if she doesn't know we're outside, there'

he first time. Maisie heard the tinkle and knew what it portended. She had not started to

Pinto pleasantly, "but we saw you going away f

his voice, though he did

talk," she said coolly. "Is t

nted to talk to you about," said Pinto, taken aba

ame at a more conventional hour? I don't feel inclined to

hastened to explain. "You see,

laughed

e colonel talking to my father

"he lost his temper, but he's feeling all right now. Couldn'

ook he

eplied quietly. "I am just as ignorant of his whereabouts as

theatrical engagements, Maisie? I took a lot of trouble to get them for you, and it is stupid to jeopardise your

va, you must excuse me to-night. I am very tired

g now, Maisie?" as

girl, "but there is one thing I should like to say, an

enially, "and what were you doing at

he girl and closed t

the door, but thought better of it and, turning, walked back to the int

" aske

give something to break that pride of hers, Crewe. By jove

e la

turns you down," he said. "What did she say about the fla

other shortly. "Come along, l

nversation, and Crewe, after one or two attempts to procure enlig

and to all appearances the colonel was un

?" he

she was here

as she

he other with some asperity. "I tell yo

id the colonel. "Did she give you a

nel paced the big room thoughtful

make, who knew that boob from Huddersfield was coming, and who knew what our business

d round

s we know it ourselves, somebody who has been on the inside, somebody who has access, or who has h

h!" sai

late in the day, was one of the few people who were privilege

is I, or that it is Crewe,

e colonel slowly; "

tared

an?" asked Crew

een a favou

ld it be

e time we started getting busy framing up something against White. Did we ever see him when White was with us--no! Isn't it

'Snow' Gregory, anyway?

d and half-cl

't mention 'Snow' Greg

s on the straight path. Not," he added with elaborate care, "not that we were in any way responsible for his untimely end. But he died--providentially. A do

t?" asked Crew

lonel

organisation that I thought nobody knew but myself. That's the worst of drugs," he said, shaking his head reprovingly; "you never know how clever they'll ma

to; "why go on acting befo

colonel with a gl

ce. All eyes were

ng?" asked the colon

aler than they had eve

Pinto; "that fellow'

d and poured out a generous portio

s on my nerves so much as losing money. Crewe, we've got to go after

e," said Crewe quietly. "I did my part

va shook

first time Crewe realised how dominating a facto

drop

pped and craned

and gripping the handle, opened it suddenly. A gun had appeared in his hand, but he did not use it. Instead, he darted

antly, and hurled his capt

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“They picked up the young man called "Snow" Gregory from a Lambeth gutter, and he was dead before the policeman on point duty in Waterloo Road, who had heard the shots, came upon the scene. He had been shot in his tracks on a night of snow and storm and none saw the murder. When they got him to the mortuary and searched his clothes they found nothing except a little tin box of white powder which proved to be cocaine, and a playing card--the Jack of Clubs!”
1 Chapter 1 The Knave Of Clubs2 Chapter 2 Jack O' Judgment--His Card3 Chapter 3 The Decoy4 Chapter 4 The Missing Hanson5 Chapter 5 In The Magistrate's Court6 Chapter 6 Stafford King Resigns7 Chapter 7 The Colonel Conducts His Business8 Chapter 8 The Listener At The Door9 Chapter 9 The Colonel Employs A Detective10 Chapter 10 The Greek Phillopolis11 Chapter 11 The Colonel At Scotland Yard12 Chapter 12 Buying A Nursing Home13 Chapter 13 The Love Of Stafford King14 Chapter 14 The Taking Of Maisie White15 Chapter 15 The Commissioner Has A Theory16 Chapter 16 In The Turkish Baths17 Chapter 17 Solomon Comes Back18 Chapter 18 The Judgment Of Death19 Chapter 19 The Colonel Is Shocked20 Chapter 20 Swell Crewe Backs Out21 Chapter 21 The Bride Of Death22 Chapter 22 Maisie Tells Her Story23 Chapter 23 The Gang Fund24 Chapter 24 Pinto Goes North25 Chapter 25 A Patron Of Charity26 Chapter 26 The Soldier Who Followed27 Chapter 27 The Capture Of Jack 28 Chapter 28 The Passing Of Phillopolis29 Chapter 29 The Voice In The Room30 Chapter 30 Diamonds For The Bank31 Chapter 31 The Voice Again32 Chapter 32 Lollie Goes Away33 Chapter 33 Where The Voice Lived34 Chapter 34 Conscience Money35 Chapter 35 In A Box At The Orpheum36 Chapter 36 Lollie Proposes37 Chapter 37 The Fall Of Pinto38 Chapter 38 A Use For Old Films39 Chapter 39 Jack O' Judgment Revealed