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the address on the reply. But
no letter left the house that night
or next morning.
Mile. Clair went TO the Pinker-
ton office TO report on the To-
ronto letter.
When she returned 10 the house
the servant told her that Mrs.
Barrett was gone. She had left
the city and would not be back
for a week.
Pfnkerton hurried TO Toronto.
He haunted hotel Hobbies and
boarding houses where an Amer
lean of means might put up. He
was carlton Perry" New Or
leans cotton broker, in Canada on
business he purposely left vague.
In those days eXtradition laws
made Canada a haven for swim
dlers, and prosperous Americans
Of no visible means Of support
were common in Toronto.
It made Pinkerton's task all
the harder. Even if he had luck
and found his men he could not
get them back across the Cana
dian border without extradition
proceedings. during which they
could get bail and disappear
He had moved from roOming
house TO a hotel. Then one night
across courtyard a violin
sounded, n snatch of melody
played for pitch. 1t was a bra
vura passage from Paganinfs
Devils Trill."
Pinkerton put out his lights
and went to the window. In a
room across the court he saw a
woman, brunette, strikingly
handsome, a violin under her
chin. A brawny man with car
roty hair was hitching the strap
Of an accordion over his shout
der. At a piano sat a tall man,
sensitively put together, with the
disordered hair of one too pre-
occupied to bother with exter-
nails.
They began as a trio, playing
the Devils Trill." But soon 1t
became plain that the accordion
was too numbering TO keep up
with the others and the playing
became a duet, brilliant with sa-
tanic fireworks.
The bloodhound had come to
the end of the trail. caught up
with his prey, but was powerless
to do more than annoy and
brighten them into seeking an
other hiding place.
II took Pinkerton less than a
week to find out that the two
men spent most of their evenings
at the Turf Club, gambling
house. He managed to get card
of admission and timed his visits
when the two men were there.
kIOW it was Pinkerton's turn
~ to become an actor. Crooks
must be actors. nearly always
playing a straight part before
the public and on occasion
doubling in brass knuckles," so
to speak. Detectives need only
act part of the time and while
at work, but they must be pro-
team actors, impersonating many
roles. The penalty for poor act
ing, in either case, is likely to be
death.
He had O scheme. with various
alternatives, according to how
the robbers might react to his
advances. The most hopeful and
safe seemed to be to win the ro-
mantle and financial interest Of
the beautiful and befurred Mrs.
Barrett and use her to lure the
two men across the border. But
when the, break came, it left her
out of il and broke with breath
taking suddenness. In fact, the
play was taken away from him
almost entirely.
In the gambling Joint Pinker-
ton played the part Of a drunk,
obviously lonesome and showing
plenty of money at the gambling
tables. He succeeded in attract
ing a pickpocket and seemed UNI
suspicious until one night he saw
his two men near. Then he
started a row with the pick
pocket.
You're a thief" he shouted.
II don't mind good-sized thief.
He's a man. You can do some
thing with a man. You can get
drunk with him or beat up peo-
pie, or rob bank But you're
little thief and you can't do any
thing with a little thief but
smack him"
The tall slim man introduced
himself. Don't bother with him.
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