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THE DEVIL'S PARTNER
Maxwell Grant
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? CHAPTER I. A CROOKED DEAL
? CHAPTER II. THUG'S TRICKERY
? CHAPTER III. MR. JONAH MINTER
? CHAPTER IV. A TREACHEROUS TOY
? CHAPTER V. A FAVOR FOR PORKY
? CHAPTER VI. A DATE FOR MR. JOHNSON
? CHAPTER VII. A STRANGE THEFT
? CHAPTER VIII. SLEIGHT OF HAND
? CHAPTER IX. KNOBS MALETTO
? CHAPTER X. THE SHADOW'S SHADOW
? CHAPTER XI. TRIPLE CROSS
? CHAPTER XII. A CUNNING DECISION
? CHAPTER XIII. A SUCCESSFUL RAID
? CHAPTER XIV. THE HOUSE OF STONE
? CHAPTER XV. TWO-WAY TRAP

CHAPTER I. A CROOKED DEAL
YOUNG DR. KILBY sat in his beautifully appointed office, staring at a portrait of his father. There was
a tight smile on his lips.

He wondered why he hadn't heard yet from Simon Swade.

Kilby's office was in his home. It was on the ground floor of a private wing. To this discreet consulting
room came many patients, most of them wealthy. Young Kilby was carrying on the work of his dead
father, Marcus Kilby.

The patients who came to him, like those who had come to his noted father, suffered from no ills of the
flesh. They came to be cured of the more difficult ills of the mind and heart. At the time of his death,
Marcus Kilby had been the most famous psychoanalyst in New York.

He had been the city's best loved philanthropist, as well. His death had brought an army of sincere
mourners to his funeral. From rich penthouse suites on Park Avenue, from tenement ratholes - all came to
pay tribute to the greatness and kindness of old Marcus Kilby.

The measure of his goodness was made even clearer when his will was filed for probate. Except for a
small trust fund he had bequeathed to young Anthony, not a penny of the huge fees collected by the old
man was left. Everything else had been spent freely for the good of humanity.

That was why young Kilby smiled so impatiently at the thought of Simon Swade. Swade's visit meant
profit. He was a keen man of affairs. He had been for a number of years the confidential business adviser
of the elder Kilby.

Anthony Kilby had entrusted five thousand dollars for Swade to invest. It was money that he would not
have risked with anyone else. He hadn't asked questions, because Swade was not the sort of man who