Cyril McNeile

Name: The Black Gang — Chapter 7
Author: Cyril McNeile

The Black Gang — Chapter 7 (1922)

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“The Black Gang — Chapter 7”, published in 1922, is a work by Cyril McNeile. It explores elements such as Drummond, Ginger Martin and South Kensington.

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Cyril McNeile, The Black Gang — Chapter 7 (1922)

“ And Ginger Martin was trapped—all of them. More out of thoughtlessness than anything else, he brushed the swearing crook aside with the back of his hand—much as one brushes away a troublesome fly. And Martin, feeling as if he'd been kicked in the mouth by a horse, ceased to swear....
It was uncanny—devilish. The room empty, save for them, suddenly flooded with light. But by whom? Drummond felt they were being watched. But by whom? And then suddenly he heard Ted Jerningham's voice, low and tense.
"There's a man watching us, Hugh. I can see his eyes. In that big safe door." ”

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Cyril McNeile, The Black Gang — Chapter 7 (1922)

“ But Ginger Martin had no such presentiments, and was rapidly becoming impatient. To open the door at the end of the passage, if it should prove to be locked, was such child's play as to be absolutely contemptible. He wanted to get on with the safe, which might take time, instead of fooling round in a passage listening for mice.
At last Drummond moved slowly forward with the other two just behind him. Whatever he may have thought he had every intention of going through with the job, and delay in such cases only tends to turn vague fears into certain realities. ”

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Cyril McNeile, The Black Gang — Chapter 7 (1922)

“ Jerningham, crouching against the crook behind the counter, could see the outline of a figure framed in the faint light that filtered in from a street lamp through the fanlight over the door. Then there was a click, and the electric light was switched on.
For a second the new-comer failed to see them; then, with a sudden gasp he stiffened, and stood staring at them rigidly. It was Cohen, the unpleasant little clerk, returning from an evening out, which accounted for the front door having been unbolted. And undoubtedly his luck was out. ”

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Cyril McNeile, The Black Gang — Chapter 7 (1922)

“ Toby Sinclair came back from drawing the blinds even more closely together.
"Perfectly simple," said Hugh. "Ted and I and Ginger Martin—if he's got him—will go straight into the house through the front door. I know the geography of the place all right, and I've already laid out the caretaker clerk fellow once. Then we must trust to luck. There shouldn't be anybody there except the little blighter of a clerk. The rest of you will hang about outside in case of any trouble. Don't bunch together, keep on the move; but keep the doors in sight. When you see us come out again, make your own way home. ”

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Cyril McNeile, The Black Gang — Chapter 7 (1922)

“ Some easels stood round the walls covered with half-finished sketches, as befitted a room belonging to a budding artist such as Toby Sinclair Not that he was an artist or even a budding one, but he felt that a man must have some excuse for living in South Kensington. ”

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Cyril McNeile, The Black Gang — Chapter 7 (1922)

“ And having once accepted the sound military truism that one indifferent general is better than two good ones, they accepted his leadership with unswerving loyalty. What was going to be the end of their self-imposed fight against the pests of society did not worry them greatly ”

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Cyril McNeile, The Black Gang — Chapter 7 (1922)

“ The door at the top was ajar, and for a while they stood in the carpeted passage above listening again.
"Along this passage are the clerks' offices," he explained in a low voice to the other two. "At the far end is another door which we shall probably find locked. Beyond that is the inner office, which we want."
"Well, let's get on wiv it, guv'nor," muttered Ginger Martin hoarsely. "There's no good in 'anging abaht."
Drummond switched on his electric torch, and flashed it cautiously round. Doors leading off the passage were open in most cases, and all the rooms were empty ”

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