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aqd nqw, for, the-rst time m fivej
long, weary years of bondage,be
was thinking of. thrqwing Ijor-sythe-down.
He, knew what it meant a re
turn to, Joliet, and he shook as he
thought of the horrors of that
bleak .prison. And yet
He remembered the last" tinie
he had seen Margaret Wendon.
She had been the center of "a'gayJ
party at tne mint restaurant.
She had looked so 'beautiful
He had been in'troduced to her
once, too. She had spoken to hifn
asi if he wer.e the dirt beneath her
feet. But then, Margaret Wen
cten was a high elass thief, as far
above Jimmy the Wopn thief-
dom, as an earl is above a work
man in snqbdom.'
And she was ,to be pinched,
tnat nigntv 1 ne trap was ready.
The. springing of the trap ' cer
- tain. Jimmy remembered the way
Forsyfhers eyes had blazed aVhe
"lm goin' to get her wit- the'
goods. II1 have her dead to
rights, an' thea it's up toiler.
Joliet-ror freedom on MY coft
s Joliet or Forsythe f Jimmy
shivered and' ordered another
whisky-drenched absinthVas he
pictured Margaret Wendon in
' hideous Joliet. '
For he never had a moment's
doubt'oyer what her choice would
i 1 tt il t... r . J
uc. xac Knew, uy suuic suui-pru-
cess ot his own, that Margaret
Wendon wouldrather suffer : the
tortures of hell itself, than give in
to "Bull" Forsythe.
He ground his fee&as Fori
"sythe's facej-qse before him red
and florid, coarse in every fea
ture, with -pendulous lower lip,,
and hard, piggy eyes! No, there
was no question how the woman
would choose! -
And .then she would go to
Joliet, for Forsythe would keep
his word. And she would work,
and slave, and fscrub there, and,
the warders you see, Jimmy
It was him or her. If he warn
ed herhe would go to. Joliet. He
kriew .that. Forsythe would
know that he was the only person
who could havejjiven her warftjj
His toiling mind went ov&(
those seyen years. LUtl;jUj!l
dents rose before him with'ciearS
intensity. He felt the sweat"
trickle down his forehead. And
then he put Margaret in his place
there, and a red mist of anger
against 'Forsythe came before .his.'
eyes. " ..
For a few minute's he thought
perhaps the bes.t way out would
be to kill Fqrsythe. ' It would not
be such a hard job, Forsythe
"would be down" in this tijstr;ct
soon. A dark alleyway, ana a
knife thrust under.the left shoul
der b'lade! 0
Jimmy the" Wop gloated over
this thought for a -time, and then
as the anger leftMiim, shook .his
head. It wouldn't dp. Not jthat ,
he" would -haye any. compunction
about murdering Forsythe., But
he might miss. His stroke might
not go deep enough. And be-
'sides-, he hated the siglit of blood!
At last he rose unsteadily to hia