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           "Wasthereanythinginparticular?"

           Blythedidnotreplyatonce.

           "OldLosadawouldmakeitahotcountry,"heremarkedatlength,"forthemanwhoswipedthatgripsackoftreasuryboodle,don’tyouthink?"

           "Undoubtedly,hewould,"agreedGoodwincalmly,asheroseleisurelytohisfeet."I’llberunningovertothehousenow,oldman.Mrs.Goodwinisalone.Therewasnothingimportantyouhadtosay,wasthere?"

           "That’sall,"saidBlythe."Unlessyouwouldn’tmindsendinginanotherdrinkfromthebarasyougoout.OldEspadahasclosedmyaccounttoprofitandloss.Andpayforthelot,willyou,likeagoodfellow?"

           "Allright,"saidGoodwin."Buenasnoches."

           "Beelzebub"Blythelingeredoverhiscups,polishinghiseyeglasseswithadisreputablehandkerchief.

           "IthoughtIcoulddoit,butIcouldn’t,"hemutteredtohimselfafteratime."Agentlemancan’tblackmailthemanthathedrinkswith."