The Lady Sleuths MEGAPACK ™: 20 Modern and Classic Tales of Female Detectives

by Catherine Louisa Pirkis

  “I’ve struck a chance to make a raise.”

  “Good enough,” was the response.

  “Yes, and it’s dead easy.”

  “What is it?”

  “I’ll go over opposite the grand stand; you fellows follow me. Come up offhand and I’ll show where a big haul lies right in sight.”

  The rogues had struck a lead and so had the two sharp-eyed detectives who were playing such a neat game.

  “Cad,” said Oscar, “we’ve got a bite.”

  “Yes, I felt the nibble.”

  “It’s a good thing, sis, to locate a rogue.”

  “Indeed it is.”

  “We have not chummed in vain.”

  “So it would appear.”

  This little bit of side talk was carried on while the two detectives maintained the role they were enacting, and a little while later they saw the three join each other and beheld them as furtively they watched their anticipated prey.

  “We’ve got three bites, Cad.”

  “I see them.”

  “What shall we do?”

  “Don’t ask me to suggest, Oscar. No one can beat you in laying out plans.”

  “We’ll leave here.”

  “And learn if they follow?”

  “Yes.”

  “That would be my idea.”

  “Where shall we go?”

  “We will give them a chance to follow us. We will go to the beach.”

  Oscar and Cad did not start right off—they were too smart for that. They were playing a great game. They did not see the three men; they did not know they were being watched. Oh, no, they were too absorbed in each other and the fun they were having and the winnings they were raking in. It was a strange incident, but one that often occurs. Oscar was not betting to win. He was merely betting as a “guy,” and, as intimated, it often happens that the careless win where the careful and posted lose. A race had just been run and a messenger boy returned with the tickets he had cashed, and the girl pulled out a big wad of bills and added the winnings to her roll. The three observers noticed that she carried the bulk of the money, and one of them said:

  “Great sea waves! what a wad she has got!”

  “And here we are, chummies, dead broke—not been able to make a bet.”

  “Not a bet,” came the doleful refrain.

  “We’ll bet to-morrow,” said one of the men with a knowing wink.

  “That depends.”

  “On what?”

  “They may have a coach down here and outride us.”

  “Don’t you believe it. That chap is too happy. He’ll have the gal down to the beach for a supper. Good enough, we will take our supper later on. He’ll treat; yes, we’ll dine with him without an invitation—see?”

  “I don’t see it yet.”

  “Well, just watch. Aha! what did I say? They’ve had enough of the race; they are going. Good enough; I’ll bet my share of the swag they go for a ramble.”

  “How will we manage it?”

  “We’ll just lay low and learn what our chances are. They are getting very reckless, they are. Eh! the girl may want his watch and sparkles. If she does she will lead him away off for a long walk. She’ll nip the sparkles and the watch, and then, my covies, what will we do?”

  “We’ll nip her, eh?”

  “You bet. Now just watch. There they go. Who was right, eh?”

  “I reckon you were, old man.”

  “You bet I am, every time. Ah, we’re in luck.”

  Oscar occasionally got a sly chance to glance at the three thieves, and so cute was he, and such a face reader, he could almost have repeated their talk without hearing a word of it. He read their conversation on their well-marked faces.

  “Let’s go, Cad. We’ve got them well hooked. They have seen your wad; that’s what they are measuring.”

  The girl tittered. It was her way of working off her excitement in view of the adventure she knew they were to pass through; and indeed a very startling adventure was to crown the incidents of the day and night.

  Oscar and Cad left their seats and had wandered like a pair of happy young lovers toward the exit gate, and they were the observed of all observers. Many remarks, pertinent and characteristic, were made concerning them, and yet, seemingly unconscious that they were attracting any attention at all, they moved along. Upon reaching the platform they met a train that had just arrived from the city, and boarded it to make the short run to the Island. And all the time they maintained their frivolous demeanor, but four sharp eyes were on the alert, and Oscar observed:

  “They are swallowing the bait.”

  “Yes, we’ve got ’em.”

  It’s strange, but about the same idea ran through the minds of the three rogues. They had feared that their game might take a train to the city, and when they saw them board the train bound for the Island the man who had spotted the game said:

  “What did I tell you, covies?”

  “They are going to the beach.”

  “They are, dead sure.”

  “We are in luck.”

  “We are, you bet, and now I am going to prophesy again. That gal has got a good thing. I tell you she will walk him away off down the beach. She is bound to have those sparkles. She has her eye on them. Good enough; I hope she’ll get ’em, but she’ll never wear ’em. No, no, it’s I and you, my covies, who will wear those sparkles. We covets them, we do, and we’s got to have ’em; yes, sir, we’s got to have ’em, and we will.”

  Oscar saw the man get on a rear car, as intimated, and there was triumph in his heart.

  We will here explain the theory upon which the confederate detectives were working. Wise had said that there was an organized gang, that the scoundrels were practicing all manner of criminality, and he had determined upon the link by link game—a good one—a search for clues. One thief as a rule knows another thief, and so the linking of acquaintance goes on until a rogue is struck who suggests a participation. The rule does not always work, but generally it is a success, and was likely to prove so in the “shadow” Oscar was working. He knew he might get on to the trail of a dozen or more rogues before he struck one that was a member of the secret criminal organization. He had every reason to hope he would succeed.

  The confederate detectives arrived at the Manhattan Beach Hotel, and as our hero had resolved to move very slowly and take notes as he went along he led Cad to a table and ordered a dinner, and during the meal the same amusing farce was kept up, and the thieves passed and repassed the table where their selected victims were seated.

  “They are following down to a close shadow on us,” said Oscar.

  “Yes, and I am looking forward to the surprise we have in store for them.”

  “It will be very enjoyable; but, Cad, I’ve been thinking.”

  “I call you down before you speak.”

  “What was I going to say?”

  “You were going to say there was risk, and I must not scare it.”

  “Partner, you are a mind reader.”

  “I can read your mind when it runs in a generous direction.”

  “It is not a matter of generosity but of precaution. Those fellows look like a desperate trio.”

  “Certainly, but they are off their guard.”

  “They are?”

  “Yes.”

  “How?”

  “Oh, you know well enough, we’ve acted so as to throw them off. Do you know how they have measured us?”

  “I have an idea. What is yours?”

  “They think you are a flat.”

  “That’s certain.”

  “They think I am playing you.”

  “Right again.”

  “They think a slight rap on
the ear will send you squealing.”

  “Yes, that’s correct.”

  “Then they will go through me, and as I am, as they believe, a thief like themselves they fear no risk from me.”

  “Admitting what you say is true——”

  “We will give them a great surprise.”

  “Sure, but after they discover their mistake——”

  “It will be too late for them to do any harm. We will have them flattened out, or we will have forgotten an old way of managing these things. Oscar, it is a great thing to meet an antagonist who really underrates you.”

  “That is true.”

  “And so in this deal I tell you I think we are on a better lay than we are aware of. After we have downed these fellows we will know what to do.”

  “Yes, we will follow them up.”

  “Certainly, and we will have a great lead.”

  Oscar and Cad lingered a long time at the table. They desired “wind and tide,” as we will put it, to be just right for them.

  It was well on toward five o’clock when the confederate detectives rose from the dinner table and walked down toward the beach. They walked very slowly and all the time maintained the rôle they had started out to assume. They passed the bathing pavilion, walked along beyond the Oriental Hotel and then turned toward the beach at a point bordering on the inlet, and there they halted and stood to admire the incoming waves. Twilight was beginning to cast its lengthening shadows over land and sea.

  The men who were set to rob the couple meantime dodged along on their trail, keeping far in shore toward the Sheepshead Bay, and their leader was chuckling all the time. He said:

  “Oh, covies! how am I for a prophet? I’m a mind reader, and I’ll set up for a professional. These fagots are carrying out my programme to the letter. I tell you I know the ways of smart gals like the one who has that poor dude in tow. She is going for him right smart. She will clean him out. I shouldn’t be surprised if she sandbagged him and left him lying on the beach. Well, well, won’t we have a haul! I saw that wad, and I tell you it’s a big one; and the watch and the diamonds! Ay, ay, we will just have a jolly time for a week. Talk about betting, eh! well, this little trick beats all betting. We play to win, not to lose, every time. There is no chance here. That gal is walking the dude right into our trap. We’ve got the wad already, and won’t we have a surprise for the smart, bright-eyed little miss! Why, she is laying out her cash already, she is so sure of getting all the chap has; but we’ll do the shopping on his wad, not she, you bet.”

  As stated, Oscar and Cad wandered down to the beach and here as before they enacted their rôle to perfection, and it was at this moment that one of the men asked:

  “How shall we do it?”

  It was then the man uttered the words with which we open our narrative:

  “Let’s duck him and steal the girl.”

  The three laughed. It all looked so easy. The young fellow was, as they supposed, such a “sweetie,” such a little darling, who would turn pale and plead for mercy the instant one of the three men spoke to him. The latter discussed their plan, and it was arranged that their leader should approach the young people and engage them in conversation. The man did approach and Oscar remarked to Cad:

  “Now the fun commences. Well, well, what a real pretty surprise we have in store for those rogues! Cad, I enjoy this; yes, I do—it’s immense!”

  “Don’t forget yourself, Oscar, and laugh too soon.”

  “Don’t fear me, but there will be two or three sore heads around here in a few moments.”

  Meantime the man approached. The two detectives did not appear to see him until he stood directly in front of them and said:

  “Good-day.”

  Oscar elevated his glasses to his eyes and stared at the man in true dude style, and Cad recoiled as though shocked at being addressed by a stranger.

  “I beg your pardon, my friend,” said Oscar, “I haven’t the pleasure of your acquaintance.”

  “Oh, you haven’t?”

  “No, I can’t say that I ever saw you before.”

  “Is that so?”

  “Indeed it is true, my friend.”

  “What a pity! why, we are old friends.”

  The thief’s pals were drawing near.

  “You are mistaken, my friend,” said Oscar, adding: “And I must kindly request you to move off and not disturb us.”

  The man haw-hawed in a rough manner and said:

  “Well, you are playing it nice.”

  “I do not understand your allusion, sir. It is very vulgar—yes, sir, very vulgar.”

  “Is it, indeed? Why, you rat, do you think I do not recognize you?”

  “You certainly do not recognize me. I never saw you before in my life.”

  “He! he! ha! ha! that’s great, my covie; yes, that’s great. So you never saw me before? Well, well, I’ve seen you often enough. I was looking at your portrait only yesterday.”

  “You were looking at my portrait only yesterday?” repeated Oscar.

  “Yes.”

  “Where on earth did you see my portrait?”

  “In the rogues’ gallery—number one hundred and three. Yes, yes, you rascal, I’ve run you down nicely; but see here, you and that girl appear to be enjoying yourselves and I don’t wish to spoil your enjoyment. I am a gentleman, I am, and you can buy me off.”

  At this moment the rogue’s pals approached, and the fellow turning toward them said:

  “See here, this ’ere rat is pretending he don’t know us. Eh! ain’t that cool of him? And we have been a-follerin’ of him this last two months and now we’ve caught him a-spendin’ of the swag, and he’s a-puttin’ on airs. I say, miss, mebbe you don’t know the character of the chappie who’s a-spendin’ his money on you so free. Mebbe you don’t know he’s a thief, and it’s a part of his swag that you are having a fine time on; but I don’t begrudge—no, I don’t—the money that’s gone, but youse must hand over the balance, or I’ll be compelled to do my duty and take youse both in. Yes. I’ll have to do my duty.”

  “My friend, you are evidently laboring under a great mistake.”

  “Am I now?”

  “You certainly are.”

  “Well, well, is that so?”

  “It is the truth.”

  “See here, Johnny, I know you as the most expert pickpocket in the country. I’ve been on your track a long time. Now you can just pony up and go on with your flirtin’; otherwise you and the girl will go with me.”

  “Go with you?”

  “That’s it.”

  “Never! never! we would never permit ourselves to be seen in such company, you rough-looking boor, you.”

  “Hear him, boys, hear him! ‘You rough-looking boor!’ Well, he is a-puttin’ on lugs, ain’t he? What shall we do with him?”

  “Duck him,” came the answer.

  CHAPTER III

  A Lively Scene Follows on the Beach and the Three Rogues Get What Had Been Promised—a Great Surprise.

  “My dear,” said our hero, turning to his companion, “just hear these awful men! Did you ever hear anything like it? Why, they are really impertinent. Come, dear, we will go away and not talk with them further. It’s a disgrace to be seen in their society a minute. Some of our friends might see us talking to these men and think they were our friends. Just to think of it!”

  The three men laughed, and the leader mimicked:

  “Yes, just to think of it! but see here, mister pickpocket, you can’t work your high airs on us. I see you won’t shell out, so we will just take you.”

  “Yes, in the water,” said one of the men. “We’ll duck him first, just to soften down his cheek a bit.”

  “You wouldn’t do that, would you?” said the leader.
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  “Yes, sure; the idea of him puttin’ on airs, eh! yes, let’s duck him.”

  “All right, comrade, it’s as you say.”

  “Why, hear the horrid men,” said Oscar. “Maybe they think it is a great joke to try and scare us, but we don’t scare; do we, my dear?”

  Cad did look as though she was almost scared out of her wits, and we desire to call our readers’ attention to the courage and nerve of both the detectives in daring for one moment to think of meeting those three great burly men.

  “Say, young fellow, just hand over the swag you’ve stolen so we can return it to the owner and we’ll let you off. I’ve a list of the articles: a watch, some diamonds and money. We don’t want to be hard on you. Peel out the stuff and we’ll let you off; won’t we, comrades?”

  “I don’t know about that. I think we should do our duty,” said one of the men.

  “Well, yes, but seein’ they’re having such a good time I haven’t the heart to put them in jail.”

  “Just as you say, captain, just as you say.”

  “Say, young fellow, will you hand over the swag?”

  “He! he! he! really, gentleman, what jokers you are! I know you are very funny, but I don’t understand your jokes; indeed, I don’t.”

  “You don’t, eh?”

  “No, no; he! he! he!”

  “Is it a joke to go to jail?”

  “He! he! he! how funny! now I see you want to scare us; but see here, I don’t scare. I can prove that to you, and if you do not go away I shall be compelled to thrash you.”

  “What!” ejaculated the three men, giving utterance to real laughter. It really did sound comical for that apparently slender dude to threaten to thrash three burly men.

  “So you’ll thrash us, eh?”

  “He! he! he! yes, you will compel me to thrash you if you don’t go away. Why, this lady is very much annoyed. I cannot see her annoyed; certainly not, so go away and I’ll not harm you.”