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The Ear in the Wall by Arthur B. (Arthur Benjamin) Reeve
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"Got her away--how--where?" demanded Carton fiercely.

"Mr Murtha gave me some money--a wad. I don't know who gave it to
him, but it wasn't his money. It was to pay her to stay away till
this all blew over. Oh, they made it worth her while. So I dolled
up and saw her--and she fell for it--a pretty good sized wad," he
repeated, as though he wished some of it had stuck to his own
hands.

We fairly gasped at the ease and simplicity with which the fellow
bandied facts that had been beyond our discovery for days. Here
was another link in our chain. We could not prove it, but in all
probability it was Dorgan who furnished the money. Even if the
Black Book were lost, it was possible that in the retentive memory
of this girl there might be much that would take its place. She
had seen a chance for providing for the future of herself and her
family. All she had to do was to take it and keep quiet.

"You know where she is, then?" shot out Kennedy suddenly.

"No--not now," returned Dopey. "She was told to meet me at the
Little Montmartre. She did. I don't think she knew what kind of
place it was, or she wouldn't have come."

He paused, as though he had something on his mind.

"Go on," urged Kennedy. "Tell all. You must tell all."

"I was just thinking," he hesitated. "I remember I saw Ike the
Dropper and Marie Margot there that day, too, with Martin Ogleby--
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