The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1915-05-26
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 .Ks1Ana sEsOCo1GR, alias
 3iamond Willie alias Wal- W ter Blount, sat 1n the library
 of the house of which he wls Theoretically master and sought to divert his tediuna by playing ganfield solitaire NonninaHy he was indeed the head Of the house, which had been taien in his name for the season, and he was about to entertain there his putative parents, come on a visit from fheir home in Laramie, Wyo. As 3 naaEtar of fact, however, Walter was a ptlppef in the hands of the man who WAS serving him as butler That in Venfous Individual, by name Andrew Allen, had decided that this particular thief would it admirably into his schemes The accomplishment Of his design was not dinicu1t. since at just this time zValter was closely pursued by the Pinkertons for a recent offense against fhe law. and the offer of an asylum was welcome
 Andrew had maintained so much SC cFecy as to the nature of bis plans that Walters curiosity was provoked, and this soon drove hirn to dissatisfaction with the situation. in which he quite forgot his first relief over securing a safe refuge from danger. Instead he grew fretfS1l oyer the dull routine Of days and nights He was dishonest by nature, thief by choice. His slightly prognatheus jaw showed merely moral degeneraeys not nrmness of will At tWentyshve years of age he was a thorough paced scoundreI willing for any crime. but ine5n1p tent Neyerthe- less yet his evil nature was not graVen clearly 1n the lines of his face, which careless observer might hay e deenaed Winningly boyish. Now as he sat erect In his dinner jacket by the tab1eeon which the cards were display cd be llidsd ustic4 by his appearance to the 5udgnaent Of A Ts1rew in this selec- ton as the pseudo young gentleman of means come cut of the west for a trial Of the metropolitan life. He scowled heavily and his jaw shot out sullenly as the trial ofsthe cards procfalmed his luc11leasness. He shot a baleful glance toward stne 1rreproachahle manservant, who for some time had been standing at little distance in an attitude of patient deference-
 Well, Parker he snapped. slwflat the devil are you standing around waiting fcras'
 For you to finish the game, sir,
 And then what?s,
 ssTo take the cards away, sir"
 Theyoa man sneered
 @Oh, that's 1t, is it?'' he drawled You're waiting to take the cards away.
 Yes, sir. MT. Andrews orders, sir The words. decorously spoken, were the last straw to the burden on Wal ter's patience. With an oath he seized the pack and threw it violently to tn, floor.
 snarled. with an evil grin. He sprans to his feet and moved about the room nervousIy for a minute.
 say, your he cried You know who am, don't you?'' he demanded. And now there came a subtle chang, in the infections Of the meniaIts voice though it's respectful quality was stil in evidence There was q vague sug geatfon of satisfaction in his tones a. hesans vsered.
 ssses sfr.
 Walter nauttered curse
 Kept 1t to yourself mighty close dffI 't you ?''s he 2 fIfrmed rather thaI inferrogated s.Oh, I was on to you tht minute I SEW your Walter spoke witt sozae reIaxation of his aggrieved man ner. for it was a relief to cast off dis Etlise in the presence of this fellow sszs1t ehfs MT Andrew-tell me, Parker
 Se, anyhow? Whats his littl' game, el1 2,
 The anticipation of information iron this source was not to be realized.
 esI have. been with MT. Andrew fol some tine. sirs he said with an in ereased precision Of utteranee and { reVersign T6 his customary sir. 7 'f never ak duestions simply obe! orders. sir
 He's rot to show me, Waite stormed. that's all He's got to show me what this game is about or Fl