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2() DIAMOND DICK, JR. RIGHTS A WRONG.
hat on his cane and lifted it up so it could
be seen.
They were both looking toward the
doors.
Bertie soon caught sight of a young
woman who was working her way toward
them.
She came on, smiling as she came up,
and Chamberton greeted her:
“Hello, Charlotte!”
“Same to you, Alf,” she responded.
“Sighted your man?” asked Coriklirw.
“You bet.”
She sat down at their table.
Bertie leaned back in his chair so that
he was close to Conklinw.
The girl was on the opposite side of
the table, and they had to speak so1ne-
what louder now.
She could not see Bertie plainly, ow-
ing to Conklinrr.
“VVhere is he?”
“I give it up.”
“I thought you had him hooked.”
“Oh! he is hooked all right;l1e will he
here-that is, if I have a11y fetching
charms.”
“Then he’ll come if he is loose, you
bet,” declared Chamberton. “But what
is your lay-out, Charlotte?”
“I’m going to get him to loving me,
then get the nugget out of his clothes.”
“Can you do it, think?"
“If anybody can. But, say, you came
close to losing it, no mistake you did.”
“How was that?"
“There was a ruction for it down in
Smoky Hole, and three fellows almost
got it away from him. He had to Eght
out.”
The two men looked at each other.
“Tell us about it," said Chamberton.
This she proceeded to do, and so Ber-
tie became aware of the engagement his
helpers had been having.
About the time she closed Chamberton
pointed toward the front of the room.
The young woman turned her head to
look.
“Tl1at’shi1n,” she said.
“Yes, that’s the chap," said Chamber-
ton. “And now listen to me.”
“What is it?”
“There is a vacant table just two be-
yond. Get yoursucker and sit down there
with him.”
“All right, you trust 1ne for that--”
“Yes, but hear me out. You get the
nugget out of him if yo11 can, and if you
can’t you must decoy him away and we'll
follow to lay him out.”
“I see.”
“If you can get him to display it here,
do that, and we‘ll seize it as the owners.
Conkling’s loss has been mentioned in
the evening papers, you know. If he
won‘t do that, then touch him for it
lightly.”
“All right.”
“And if you can do that, tip us the
wink and we’ll come along that way and
relieve you of it.”
“And what is my divvy to be ?”
“We’ll give you two hundred dollars.”
If Bertie could have seen the girl’s eyes
at that moment he would have read some-
thing there--something that would have
given him a better trace of the Turtle
nugget.
As he could not see her face, as he sat,
he had to take her words and voice for
his guide.
she exclaimed.
“’l‘liat‘s even better than I hoped to get
“Good enough!”
out of You watch, and see
how Charlie does her work with old clay
heels.”
She got up, giving them a smile and a
chic toss of the head, and moved toward
the front of the room.
‘S011. now,
“She’s a daisy, ‘ain’t she I" said Conk-
ling.
“That’s what she is, no mistake,” his
companion agreed.
“And I’ll bet we have the Turtle nug-