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"Yes, sir," said the Lizard. "You see, it was like this: Murray there
sent for me and tells me that he's got a job for me. He wants me to go
and crack a safe at the International Machine Company's plant. He said
there was a fellow on the inside helping him, that there wouldn't be any
watchman there that night and that in the safe I was to crack was some
books and papers that was to be destroyed, and on top of it was three or
four thousand dollars in pay-roll money that I was to have as my pay for
the job. Murray told me that the guy on the inside who wanted the job
done had been working some kind of a pay-roll graft and he wanted the
records destroyed, and he also wanted to get rid of the guy that was hep
to what he had been doin'. All that I had to do with it was go and crack
the safe and get the records, which I was to throw in the river, and
keep the money for myself, but the frame-up on the other guy was to send
him a phony message that would get him at the plant after I got through,
and then notify the police so they could catch him there in the room
with the cracked safe.
"I didn't know who they were framin' this job on. If I had I wouldn't
have had nothin' to do with it.
"Well, I goes to the plant and finds a window in the basement open just
as they tells me it will be, but when I gets on the first floor just
before I go up-stairs to the office, which is on the second floor, I
heard some one walking around up-stairs. I hid in the hallway while he
came down. He stopped at the front door and lighted a cigarette and then
he went on out, and I went up-stairs to finish the job.
"When I gets in Compton's office where the safe is I flashes my light
and the first thing I sees is Compton's body on the floor beside his
desk. That kind of stuff ain't in my line, so I beats it out without
crackin' the safe. That's all I know about it until I sees the papers,
and then for a while I was afraid to say anything because this guy
O'Donnell has it in for me, and I know enough about police methods to
know that they could frame up a good case of murder against me. But
after a while Miss Hudson finds me and puts it up to me straight that
this guy Torrance hasn't got no friends except me and her.
"Of course she didn't know how much I knew, but I did, and it's been
worryin' me ever since. I was waiting, though, hopin' that something
would turn up so that he would be acquitted, but I been watchin' the
papers close, and I seen yesterday that there wasn't much chance, so
here I am."
"You say that a man came down from Mr. Compton's office just before you
went up? What time was that?"
"It was about ten o'clock, about half an hour before the cops finds
Torrance there."
"And then you went upstairs and found Mr. Compton dead?"
"Yes, sir."
"You say this man that came downstairs stopped and lighted a
cigarette before he left the building. Did you see his face?"
"Yes, I did."
"Would you recognize him if you saw him again?"
"Sure."
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