"Don't speak, Joe! Don't say a word till we can get a lawyer for
you!"
The man met her pleading eyes steadily, and shook his head in
refusal.
"It's no use, my girl," Burke broke in, harshly. "I told you I'd
get you. I'm going to try you and Garson, and the whole gang for
murder--yes, every one of you.... And you, Gilder," he continued,
lowering on the young man who had defied him so obstinately,
"you'll go to the House of Detention as a material witness." He
turned his gaze to Garson again, and spoke authoritatively: "Come
on now, Joe!"
Garson went a step toward the desk, and spoke decisively.
"If I come through, you'll let her go--and him?" he added as an
afterthought, with a nod toward Dick Gilder.
"Oh, Joe, don't!" Mary cried, bitterly. "We'll spend every
dollar we can raise to save you!"
"Now, it's no use," the Inspector complained. "You're only
wasting time. He's said that he did it. That's all there is to
it. Now that we're sure he's our man, he hasn't got a chance in
the world.
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