Adventure, November 1915 — page 134: what you’re looking at

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; e* 4 > pS his ae Ee SS Cee a a ARE Soe ee : Nite) . é : - 1” Cte abs aE 132 Day by day the market price of Mike’s ap- pearance in the ring rose steadily. Tit <4 IT WAS Sweeny, the proprietor of ex, Sweeny’s Colosseum, who broke the == news. He broke it tenderly. — “T’d hate to see a decent feller flim- flammed,” he explained. “What d’ye mean?” demanded O’Han- lon, smoking between Billy and his wife, as he usually did of an evening before the three went home. “Did you sell a car by any chance to Connolly? Yes? Get the cash?” “Tt’s due LOnRgROW Saturday.” “Well, Pll tell you what I’ve heard. It’s a frame-up, and they don’t intend for you to get the money.” The news fell like a thunderbolt, and made all three speechless. That money represented nearly all their loose capital, and it was needed in the business within a week, “I'd do something about it quick, if I was you,’ suggested Sweeny, nodding know- ingly and walking off, to avoid being fur- ther implicated in the matter. _ “T wonder,” wondered Terence out aloud, ‘“whether Max Strobinski, who put me on to the Blennerhasset agency, is related to Ephraim Strobinski, who manages Mike Connolly? I never thought o’ that be- fore.” . That was another thunderbolt. The possibility was obvious, and the circum- stance, if true, was far from reassuring. “Well,” said O’Hanlon, ‘‘the sale’s made, and we don’t care whether we ever do an- other stroke of business or not with that gang. Suppose I cinch things? Suppose I——_ What’s the time?” O’Hanlon jerked out his watch, and dis- covered that the hour was little short of seven. “Cohen’s often at his office after hours,” he recollected. ‘“‘Cohen’s as sharp as they are. Wait while I try Cohen.” Without deigning any further explana- tion, he boarded a passing trolley car like a big wild turkey landing on a fence, offered a twenty-dollar bill in payment of the nickel fare, and offered to fight the conductor, “and all the company too,” when there was no change forthcoming and he was asked to get off the car. The argument was still Adventure raging noisily when the car arrived abreast of Cohen’s office. Terence, impatient of ob- struction, swept the indignant man in uni- form aside and left the car like a landslide, by the front end. He took the sidewalk in one leap, and the flight of stairs beyond it in’ another. “May the L-l-lor-rd be praised! So ye’re here!” He burst the door open and discovered Cohen poring over legal books and docu- ments. “Get me a mandamus an’ a habeas cor-r- pus writ, and any other thing convenient, but get ’em quick. I’ve money in my pocket!’ “Against whom? The world at large?” Cohen peered at him from between a wrinkled forehead and the upper edge of horn-rimmed spectacles. “That’s for you to say—I’m no lawyer. Put your hat on quick. I'll tell ye while we're running for the writs.” “There is no Court sitting,” reminded Cohen blandly. “Sit down and tell me all about it.” With a waving fist that was shaken, oftener than not, immediately under Co- hen’s nose for the sake of emphasis, O’Han- lon told him all about the Blennerhasset, and the five-thousand-dollar forfeit posted, and the terms of sale. ‘ “Well,” smiled Cohen, “an injunction served on the stakeholder would serve the purpose. I could get you that.” “Tn time?” “Of course. Where a Judge of the Supreme Court is, there is the Supreme Court. I know where I can find a Judge at dinner. Will you walk with me? The thing to do is to get that money impounded by the Sheriff, and to get a hearing by the - Court fixed for Monday. That would leave time for settling out of Court in the in- terim. The other side haven’t any case, in my opinion.” “Will we impound the auto?” asked O’Hanlon. “No, you—_ I mean, no, Mr. O’Hanlon. No. Do you happen to believe in prayer —or incantation—or lucky stars—or things like that? Because, if so, work your oracles and manage that the other side shall keep that car until tomorrow morning. If they keep it, it’ll be their car, and the money your money. It is possible they have not got legal advice.” EOPMICG OOOKS (E@)