I know you'll
be mad when you read this, but think it over and keep your shirt on.
I send it to you by messenger so you can get hold of Nelse Ackerman
right quick, and have him not say anything to the police; because
you know how it is--if those babies find it out, it will get to the
Reds and the newspapers, and it'll be all over town and do a lot of
harm to your frame-up. And you know after those Reds have got beaten
up and Shawn Grady lynched, you wouldn't like to have any rumor get
out that that dynamite was planted by your own people. Ted and me
will keep out of sight, and we won't sell the jewels for a while,
and everything will be all right.
"Yours respectfully,
"Edythe.
"P. S. It really ain't Peter's fault that he's silly about women,
and he would have worked for you all right if it hadn't been for my
good looks!"
Section 67
So there it was. When Peter had heard this letter, he understood
that there was no more to be said, and he said it. His own weight
had suddenly become more than he could support, and he saw a chair
nearby and slipped into it, and sat with eyes of abject misery
roaming from Guffey to McGivney, and from McGivney to Hammett, and
then back to Guffey again.
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