" The official's voice was charged with
threatening as he went on. "And some one, man or woman, is going
to pay for it!"
"Woman?" Demarest repeated, in some astonishment.
Burke's voice came merciless.
"I mean, Mary Turner," he said slowly.
Demarest was shocked.
"But, Burke," he expostulated, "she's not that sort." The
Inspector sneered openly.
"How do you know she ain't?" he demanded. "Well, anyhow, she's
made a monkey out of the Police Department, and, first, last, and
all the time, I'm a copper. . . And that reminds me," he went
on with a resumption of his usual curt bluntness, "I want you to
wait for Mr. Gilder outside, while I get busy with the girl
they've brought down from Mary Turner's flat."
CHAPTER XXI. AGGIE AT BAY.
Burke, after the lawyer had left him, watched the door
expectantly for the coming of the girl, whom he had ordered
brought before him. But, when at last Dan appeared, and stood
aside to permit her passing into the office, the Inspector gasped
at the unexpectedness of the vision.
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