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The Shamrock and the Palm
InfiveminutesalongcomesO’Hara,abig,fineman,red-faced,withshinin’buttons,swingin’hisclub.’TwouldbeafinethingforGuatemalatomoveintoO’Hara’sprecinct.’TwouldbeafinebitofrecreationforDannytosuppressrevolutionsanduprisin’sonceortwiceaweekwithhisclub.
"‘Is5046workin’yet,Danny?’saysI,walkin’uptohim.
"‘Overtime,’saysO’Hara,lookin’overmesuspicious.‘Wantsomeofit?’
"Fifty-forty-sixisthecelebratedcityordinanceauthorizin’arrest,convictionandimprisonmentofpersonsthatsucceedinconcealin’theircrimesfromthepolice.
"‘Don’tyeknowJimmyClancy?’saysI.‘Yepink-gilledmonster.’So,whenO’Hararecognizedmebeneaththescandalousexteriorbestoweduponmebythetropics,IbackedhimintoadoorwayandtoldhimwhatIwanted,andwhyIwantedit.‘Allright,Jimmy,’saysO’Hara.‘Gobackandholdthebench.I’llbealongintenminutes.’
"InthattimeO’HarastrolledthroughLafayetteSquareandspiedtwoWearyWilliesdisgracin’oneofthebenches.IntenminutesmoreJ.ClancyandGeneralDeVega,latecandidateforthepresidencyofGuatemala,wasinthestationhouse.Thegeneralisbadlyfrightened,andcallsuponmetoproclaimhisdistinguishmentsandrank.
"‘Theman,’saysItothepolice,‘usedtobearailroadman.He’sonthebumnow.’Tisalittlebughouseheis,onaccountoflosin’hisjob.
