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“Anyone living there?”

“No smoke before they drove up”

Bell nodded, satisfied that no innocents would be caught in a cross fire Scully passed hilasses He studied the house and the automobile “Is that the Marmon they stole in Ohio?”

“Could be another They’re partial to Marmons”

“How’d you get a line on them?”

“Played your hunch about their first job Their real name is Williard, and if me and you was half as so”

“Can’t argue with that,” Bell ad their auto out of action”

“We’ll never hit it frouns”

Bell pulled froun John Scully’s eyes gleaet the cannon?”

“Our Knickerbocker house dick separated it froot drunk in Times Square” Bell levered open the breech, loaded a black-powder cartridge, and aimed the heavy rifle at the Marmon

“Try not to set it on fire,” Scully cautioned “It’s full of their loot”

“I’ll just make it hard to start”

“Hold it, what’s that co?”

A six-cylinder K Ford was bouncing up the lane that lead to the farht mounted on the radiator

“Hell’s bells,” said Scully “That’s Cousin Constable”