Of course, a very,
very rich man! Barney already had this man marked. He hoped, though,
they would not have to go so far as marriage. However, he was willing
to wait his proper turn. As he had told Maggie, you could not put over
a big thing in a hurry.
As for Larry, he'd certainly handled that business in swell fashion!
He'd certainly put a crimp in what had been developing between Larry
and Maggie. And he'd get Larry in time, too. The drag-net was too
large and close of mesh for Larry to hope to escape it. The word he'd
slipped that boob Gavegan had sure done the business! And the indirect
way he had tipped off the police about Red Hannigan and Jack
Rosenfeldt and had then made his pals think Larry had squealed--that
was sure playing the game, too! Jack and Red would get off easy--there
was nothing on them; but little old Barney Palmer had certainly used
his bean in the way he had set the machinery of the police and the
under-world in motion against Larry!
While other occupants of the cafe, particularly the women, stole looks
at the handsome, flawlessly dressed, interesting-looking Barney,
Barney had yet another of those concoctions which the discreet waiter
served in a tea-cup. He'd done a great little job, you bet! Not
another man in New York could have done better.
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