Chapters (28)
- THE CONSTANT SINNER
- I BABE GORDON
- II THE WINNER
- III BABE MEETS THE BEARCAT
- IV BABE WORKS HER POINTS
- V THE MODEL
- VI BABE AND CHARLIE
- VII THE PATH OF GLORY
- VIII THE BEARCAT LOOKS IN HIS MIRROR
- IX CELEBRATION
- X HONEYMOON
- XI TRUE COLORS
- XII BABE LEARNS A NEW RACKET
- XIII “TAXI!”
- XIV BABE STEPS OUT
- XV HARLEM
- XVI ORGY
- XVII HIS OFAY BROAD
- XVIII THE FRAME-UP
- XIX BABE’S LUCK
- XX HIGH-HAT
- XXI THE BALDWINS
- XXII THE HOUSE OF ALL NATIONS
- XXIII JENNY’S DOUBLE-PLAY
- XXIV A WOMAN AND THREE MEN
- XXV THE WHEELS OF JUSTICE
- XXVI ON TRIAL
- XXVII LIFE MOVES ON
“Well, take her along,” said the chief of detectives. “There’s something damn funny about this whole thing.”
“I’m afraid you’ve been misled, my friend,” said O’Brien with a smile. “Call me up if there’s any further development that might be of interest to us.”
As the detective, and the girl passed out, the chief turned to Babe.
“We’ll have an eye on you from now on, young lady.”
“Well, look out you don’t get somethin’ in it,” said Babe, with a mocking laugh. She knew she wall safe now.
O’Brien walked across to a door leading into an adjoining private office and opened it.
“Will you wait in here for a little while, Miss Gordon.” As she passed through the door-way he stopped her. “Oh, by the way, the detective said something about being tipped-off that you were selling drugs in this store. Do you know of anyone who might have a grudge against you and want to do you harm?”
Babe looked at him for a moment in silence.
“Yes,” she said. “I think I know who started this mess.”.
“You do?”
“Yeah. It was a dame who’s jealous of me. She’s a bad one. Tried to knife me once. And she’s liable to make more trouble if she gets the chance.”
“Well, now,” said O’Brien with a friendly smile. “We’re not going to give her the chance, if we can prevent it. What makes you suspect this girl?”
“I saw her come into the store with those detectives.”
O’Brien rubbed the side of his face meditatively.
“This girl. . . . Do you think we might be able to do something to—er—keep her quiet?”
Babe nodded.
“She’ll do anything for money.”
“All right. I’ll see what I can do. Will you be good enough to give me her name and address?”
Babe complied, giving the attorney an address where she felt certain Cokey Jenny could be reached.
“Thanks,” said O’Brien. “Now please wait a few minutes.” He closed the door after her.
Mr. Thomas, who had seen to it that the detectives removed the society girl by a side entrance so as not to cause a disturbance in the store, now returned to the office with Wayne Baldwin, who had just arrived on the scene. Baldwin came in with an anxious look, but his attorney quickly allayed his fears. O’Brien told him everything that had taken place, and when he suggested that they do something to keep Cokey Jenny from making more trouble, Baldwin agreed.