ON THE EVE OF A TERRIBLE CRIME.
Old Spicer and Morgan had hardly passed out of the tunnel into the
sub-cellar, when the little flight of five steps, leading from the trap
under the table to the entrance of the tunnel, was thrown forward,
revealing a hole about two and one-half feet high by nearly three feet
wide--a veritable burrow.
Out of this hole first crawled Jake Klinkhammer, and when he had raised
himself to the floor of the vault, Barney Hawks followed him, carefully
restoring the steps to their place, however, before he crawled out from
under the table.
"Where is there another light, Jake?" asked Barney, "I broke the one we
had, you know."
"Lemme see," mused Jake. "Oh! dere vos some candles in der lower punk,
on dot side. You find 'em?"
"Yes," answered Barney, after feeling in the place indicated, "here
they are. Now, have you a match?"
"Yes," and, lighting one, the Jew came forward and communicated the
flame to the candle.
"Now," said Barney, "let's see if they have found your little boodle,"
and the two hurried into the inner vault.
A single glance was sufficient to inform Jake of his heavy loss, and
a more unhappy Jew never cut a throat or relieved a poor widow of her
hard earnings.
"Oh, Father Abraham!" he groaned, "I vos a ruined man. Vot schall I do?
Oh, holy Moses! schust help me to catch dot tamned Old Spicer, und I
vill not ask uv you one odder favor so long as I live.
"Great Aaron! all der hard earnings uv a life-time gone. I vos schust
ready to lay me town und die. Yes, dere vos no use living any more."
"It is mighty hard, Jake, to lose all your _honest_ earnings in this
way," said Barney. "But cheer up, my boy; you've escaped with a whole
skin, and we may live to get even with Old Spicer yet."
"I vould schust like to r-r-r-ring his tamned neck!" hissed Jake. "I
vould schust like to trink his l-l-l-life blood!"
"You would like that, eh?"
"So 'elp me gracious, dot vould make me feel happy."
"Well, we will lay low for him one of these days, but just now we must
see Sadie, and after we have seen her we must be off to New York."
"I vos ready for anyting now," sighed Jake; "I vos desperate!"
"That won't do, old fellow; brace up! There are plenty more yellow boys
to be had where those came from. Pshaw! in another week we shall both
be rotten with wealth."
"Maype so; I don't care."
"But you want to get even with that long, thin church-spire of a
detective, don't you?"
"Yes, yes; und with der odder von, too."
"All right. Come on, then."
They descended into the tunnel, carefully closing the trap-door after
them.
Just before reaching the sub-cellar, Barney came to an abrupt halt.
"Suppose," said he, "they have placed a watch at both of the outlets?"
"Dot vos schust vhat dey hav' done, ov course," responded Jake, in a
matter-of-fact tone.
"Then, in the demon's name, how are we going to get out?"
"Give it op," returned Jake, indifferently.
Barney regarded his companion with a look of surprise.
"Thunder!" he exclaimed, "do you let the loss of a little money affect
you in that way? Are you willing to die--to be hanged, just because a
little bad luck has overtaken you?"
"Might schust as vell die as to pe vidout gold," answered Jake,
doggedly.
"Well," said Barney, resignedly, "I see I've got the thinking to do for
both of us, and I take it I can put you in the way of getting at least
a part of your wealth back again in short order."
Jake pricked up his ears.
"How vos dot, Parney?" he asked, with some show of interest.
"You've got your shooting-irons about you, I suppose?"
"Yes."
"And that bloody knife of yours?"
"Yes."
"Then follow me and keep your eye open."
"I'm vith you, Parney, vherever you lead, so long as dere vos gold at
der end uv der journey."
To this Barney did not reply; but starting on, he opened the door into
the sub-cellar, and instead of turning either toward the coal vault or
opening into the disused sewer, conducted his companion to the stairs
leading to the basement of the house.
These stairs they ascended, but found the door at the top locked.
Barney at once took a pair of key-nippers from his pocket, and
fastening them to the key which was in the lock, turned it, and
immediately opened the door.
They then, cautiously, ascended to the principal floor, and from thence
to the second floor, and so on, to the roof of the house.
Crouching down, they crawled along the roof until they had reached the
particular house Barney had in mind, and here they stopped before the
scuttle and attempted to raise it.
It was firmly fastened on the under side.
Barney promptly took two jimmies from an inside pocket of his coat, and
passing one to Jake, directed him to insert it under one corner of the
scuttle door, while he did the same at the opposite corner.
"Ready?" he presently asked.
"All ready," was the answer.
"Up with her then!" and both bearing down on the jimmies at the same
time, the staples underneath gave way with the utmost ease, and the
scuttle-door flew open.
"Dot vos all right," exclaimed Jake. "Now what next?"
"Listen," said Barney, "I have learned that in the room I am going to
take you to there is a strong safe, containing at this present moment
$33,500."
"Dhirty-dree t'ousand and 'vive hundred tollars! Vos der really so much
as dot, Parney?"
"Possibly there is a little more or a little less; but you'll find I am
not very far out of the way."
"Whose money vos it?"
"It belongs to the Eastern stock-holders of the Eagle Gold Mining
Company, of Arizona, and has been sent on here to their treasurer
and agent, Mr. John Marsden, to be used by him in paying their next
quarterly dividend."
"So 'elp me gracious! I dink dey vill hav' to pass dot next dividend,
Parney, eh?"
"It strikes me that way."
"Vhere vos dot safe?"
"Ah! there's the rub, and that's what I must fully explain."
"Of course."
"Well, you see Marsden and his wife occupy a sleeping-apartment on
the second floor. Beyond this sleeping-room is another and smaller
apartment, which is used by Marsden as a sort of study and private
office, the only means of access to which is through the sleeping-room."
"Und in this inner room vos der safe, eh, Parney?"
"Exactly."
"Then ve hav' to go right py Mr. Marsden's ped, and run der risk uv
wakin' him und his vife?"
"Yes."
"Vell, dot vos all right, if ve vos _sure_ dere vos dhirty dousand
tollars in dot safes."
"There's not the shadow of a doubt of it. The money was paid to Marsden
at noon to-day, or rather yesterday, as it is now past midnight."
"Put vhy didn't he put it in der pank?"
"He's a queer fellow--rich and very eccentric; has had a row with every
bank president in the city, and swears that not one of them shall ever
handle another dollar that he controls. He expects to take the greater
part of the money to Meriden and Hartford to-morrow."
"Py gracious, Parney! ve vill safe him dot trouples, ha, ha!"
"We will try to, at any rate. And now come on."
"One moment, Parney. Suppose they should vake up."
"Hum, I wish we had a little chloroform with us."
"Yes, put ve ha'n't got von trop."
"No, and so----"
"Und so if either uv dem underdake to make trouples, vhy----"
"Why, you must silence them in the easiest way you can."
"Dot vos all right Parney--you shust leave dot to me."
"Very good. And now come on. I'm mighty glad to see you in a more
cheerful mood, Jake."
"Ha! ha! Der brospects uv handling dhirty-dree dousand tollars vas
enough to make any man cheerful. Vosn't dot so, my tear Parney?"
"Well, there _is_ a cheering sound in the clinking of gold, I must
confess. Now, then, I'll go ahead, and you keep close to my heels."
"All right."
"Better close the scuttle, Jake."
"Dot's schust vot I am a-doin'," and Jake closed and fastened the
scuttle while Barney waited for him on the attic floor below.
Not having a lantern, Barney now lighted a piece of candle he had
brought with him, and the two burglars descended the attic stairs to
the third story.
Treading cautiously and lightly, they traversed the hall and descended
to the second floor.
Here Barney paused before a closed door and listened intently.
Then, after a rapid signal to Jake, he put out the light and turned the
knob.
The door was locked on the inside.
Once more he had recourse to his nippers, and speedily the door was
opened.
Evidently Barney knew exactly where the door to the inner room was
situated; for, without the slightest hesitation, he started across the
sleeping-apartment in a diagonal direction.
Jake essayed to follow him, but mistaking the course, brought up
against the foot of the bed, which he struck with such force as to
startle the sleepers from their dreams, and cause a red-hot oath to
burst from his own lips.
"Who's there?" came in a stern and determined voice from the bed.
"Speak! or by the great Eternal! I'll fire!"