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114 DETECTIVE BOB BRIDGER. you got de money of Goucher, and vent avay vid it. [have _ just come to ask of it.” “You vas foolish, Moses. You know I not do such ting.” “Vell, Sammy be quick about it. Did you get de money for de necklace ?” “Yes; here it vas.’ And Sammy aolevoted the roll which Goucher had given — him. “How much vas it?” “Catch your veight on de door, Moses, and don’t fall dead ven I tell you.” “Be quick, Sammy, how much ?” “Two hundred dollar.” “Two hundred dollar! My eyes, it was for five hundred advertised! Such tiefs vould yet ruin us!” “De ‘fly-cops’ took von hundred commission.” ‘Nonsense, but ve could not do better. Vat is dat you have in de bundle 2” ‘“Badent butter,” and as he spoke Sammy Muggins re- moved the paper from the glass jar, and Moses looked at the commodity in it. ; ‘“Badent butter? Vat you mean by dat?” “Vell, ven I say badent butter, Moses, I mean someding.” “Vell, be quick. Vat you mean vid such nonsense ?” ‘“T mean, Moses, it vas a fortune. Ve could make prime butter as sheap as mud.” “Who told you dese tings? I see you vas veak here,” and Moses touched his forehead suggestively. “Vat kind of beer is it now sold in Staten Island ?” ‘* Vait, Moses. I drink no beer. A Polish man, soon from Turkey, stays now vid our friend Polinski by Staten Island.” | 2 Vell, Polinski say to him I was brother of Moses Mug-- gins vat keeps a business in New York, and I should speak vid you of dat butter.” * How vas dat butter made 2?” * Visper, Moses. You vouldn’t give it avay ?” “Sure not.” “Vell, visper! Twenty-five drops of concentrated Turk- ish rat poison, dropped in a barrel of ordinary kerosene oil vould curdle up and change de whole business into solid vite butter like dat. Ve could take de man into de house, — Moses, give him fifty cents a day, and half of de dog’s” meal, till ve find out all phout Ut, Be 10K him out on de ie street. 4 as : ait . x al ne oct ies a! al wy be comicbooks.com . : A, ye 9 - ' <a wf es