The White Moll by Frank L. (Frank Lucius) Packard
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any danger for you. All you've got to do is get the money before
they do, and then see that it goes back where it belongs to-morrow. Will you? You don't want to see a crime committed to-night if - if you can stop it, do you?" Rhoda Gray's face was grave. She hesitated for a moment. "I'll have to know more than that before I can answer you, Nan," she said. "It's the only way to stop it!" Gypsy Nan whispered feverishly. "I won't split on my pals - I won't - I won't! But I trust you. Will you promise not to snitch if I tell you how to stop it, even if you don't go there yourself? I'm offering you a chance to stop a twenty-thousand-dollar haul. If you don't promise it's got to go through, because I've got to stand by the ones that were in it with me. I - I'd like to make good - just - once. But I can't do it any other way. For God's sake, you see that, don't you?" "Yes," said Rhoda Gray in a low voice; "but the promise you ask for is the same as though I promised to try to get the money you speak of. If I knew what was going on, and did nothing, I would be an accomplice to the crime, and guilty myself." "But I can't do anything else!" Gypsy Nan was speaking with great difficulty. "I won't get those that were with me in wrong - I won't! You can prevent a crime to-night, if you will - you - you can help me to - to make good." Rhoda Gray's lips tightened, "Will you give me your word that I can |
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