Arizona republican., 1911-01-02
THE ADVENTURES OF
 MIR. PETER RUFF By E. Phillips oppenheim-"ill Blows the Win6 Ths, Profits
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 (csnhssa&. .frs-s ,rsfr,daJ) Ruff. who had been making figures with a pencil on the edge of his blot ting-paper, suddenly turned round. His eyes flashed with a new light as they became fixed upon his compan- ions.
 And are you not?" he asked calmly.
 Sir Richard bore himself we'll For moment he had shrunk back. Then he half rose to his feet.
 Mir. Rutfl be said. "I must pro- | test"
 Stopi"
 Peter Run used no violent gesture. Only his forefnger tapped the desk in front of him. His voice was as smooth as velvet.
 Tell me as much or as little as you please, Sir Richard" he said. " but let that little or that much be the truth On those terms only l may be able to help you. You do not go to your phy- sician and expect him to prescribe to you whilst you conceal your symp- toms, or to your lawyer for advice and tell him half the truth. l am not ask ing for your confidence. l simply tell you that you are wasting your time and mine if you choose to withhold it."
 Sir Richard was silent. He recog- nized a new quality in the msn-but the truth was an awful thing to tell! He considered-thent told.
 Ruff briskly asked two questions In alluding to your heavy settlement with Masters, you said just now that you could not have paid him-then"
 Quite so," Sir Richard admitted That is the rotten part of the whole affair. Four days later a wonderful double came off-one in which we were all interested, and one which not one of us expected. We've drawn a considerable amount already from one or two bookies, and believe even Mas ters owes us bit now"
 Thank you" Ruff said "I think that l know everything now. My fee is i've hundred guineas."
 Sir Richard looked at him.
 What?" he exclaimed.
 Five hundred guineas," Ruff re- peated.
 " For a consultation? Sir Richard asked
 Peter Ruff shook his head.
 More than that" he said. "You are brave man in your way. Sir Rich ard Dyson, but you are going about now shivering under a load of fear. It sits like a devil incarnate upon your shoulders. It poisOns the air where ever you go. Write your check, Sir Richard, and you can leave that little black devil in my waste-basket. You are under my protection. Nothing will happen to you"
 Sir Richard sat like a man mesmer- iZed. The little man with the amiable expression and the badly-fitting suit was leaning back in his chair, his fin ger-tips pressed together. waiting.
 Nothing will happen Sir Rich ard repeated, incredulously.
 Certainly not" Run declared. q guarantee you against any inconye- nience which might arise to you from this recent unfortunate affair. Isn't that all you want?
 ' It's all want, certainly" Sir Rich ard declared, but l must understand a little how you propose to secure my immunity" Ruff shook his head.
 "I have my own methods" he said. " can help only those who trust me" Sir Richard drew a check-book from his pocket. "I don't know why I should believe in you" he said, as he wrote the check.
 But you do." Peter Ruff said, smiling. Fortunately for you, you do! !"
  It was not so easy to impart simi. l lar confidence into the breast of his friend, Colonel Dickinson, with whom he dined that night tete-a-tete. Dick inson was inclined to think that Sir Richard had been had" You've paid a ridiculous fec" he 1