"No, Joe! No! Don't talk--don't talk!"
Burke, immensely gratified, went nimbly to his chair, and thence
surveyed the agitated group with grisly pleasure.
"Joe has talked," he said, significantly.
Mary, shaken as she was by the fact of Garson's confession,
nevertheless retained her presence of mind sufficiently to resist
with all her strength.
"He did it to protect me," she stated, earnestly.
The Inspector disdained such futile argument. As the doorman
appeared in answer to the buzzer, he directed that the
stenographer be summoned at once.
"We'll have the confession in due form," he remarked, gazing
pleasedly on the three before him.
"He's not going to confess," Mary insisted, with spirit.
But Burke was not in the least impressed. He disregarded her
completely, and spoke mechanically to Garson the formal warning
required by the law.
"You are hereby cautioned that anything you say may be used
against you." Then, as the stenographer entered, he went on with
lively interest. "Now, Joe!"
Yet once again, Mary protested, a little wildly.
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