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"for the fact of the matter is, this Oswald Kearns
happens to be a certain party just now under
suspicion as being the king-pin of these smugglers
who're giving Uncle Sam a run for his
money down along this gulf coast!"

Perk took it with a little break, as though the
information fairly staggered him, but he was
quickly back again at his fly-casting--seeking
information at the fount in which he had so
much faith.

"You sent me into a reg'lar tail spin that time,
Jack, but after tellin' me so much, it'd be right
ocr>   cruel to keep me a'guessin' any longCi.
fix>   cruel to keep me a'guessin' any longer."

"I don't mean to keep you in the dark after
this, Perk," he was told in jerky, broken sentences,
as though Jack found it difficult to
talk and pay the proper attention to what he
was doing, for the amphibian had again commenced
a steep dive, seeking a much lower altitude.
"There are too many things connected
with the story to try and spin it now--just hold
your horses till we settle down on that lake, and
you'll get it--all I know, or suspect, anyhow.
Just now I can only tell you that this Kearns is a
most remarkable personage, a baffling mystery to
the Department who's outsmarted the whole
Service and played his game of hide-and-seek
before their very eyes--nobody so far has been

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