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He walked away from the garden with Offitt, and turned down a filthy alley to a squalid tenement house, called by its proprietor Perry Place, and by the neighbors Rook's Ranch, to the lodge-room of the Brotherhood of Bread-winners, which proved to be Offitt's lodging.
She had come one evening with Sleeny to a spiritualist conference frequented by Offitt, and he had at once inferred that Sleeny and she were either engaged to be married or on the straight road toward it. It would be a profanation of the word to say that he loved her at first sight. But his scoundrel heart was completely captivated so far as was possible to a man of his sort.
He therefore said, carelessly, without turning: "A man has a natural curiosity to know the names of new acquaintances. But no matter, I suppose the police know you," and rode away. Bowersox turned to Offitt and said, "Why in did you let him go? I could have knocked his head off and nobody knowed it." "Yes," said Offitt, coolly. "And got hung for it."
I'll swear before God it wasn't me, and I know nothing about it, and I won't run away." "But how will we prove it," said Offitt, wringing his hands in distress. "Where was you last night from ten to eleven?" "You know where I was in your room. I went there just after nine and fell asleep waiting for you." "Yes, of course, but who knows it? Sam, I believe you are innocent since you say so.
In spite of the reason he had for keeping awake, his eyes were closing and his senses were fading, when a shrill whistle startled him into broad wakefulness. It was the melancholy note of a whippoorwill in the branches of a lime-tree in the garden. Offitt listened for the sound of voices in the library. He heard nothing. "Can I have slept through no, there is a light."
"The Brothers are looking out for themselves these times. The less said about the Brotherhood the better. It's up the spout, do you hear?" The poor fellow shrunk away into his ragged clothes, and went out with a submissive "Good-evenin'." "I'll never found another Brotherhood," Offitt said to himself. "It's more trouble than it brings in." It was now growing dark.
You're mixing yourself rather too much in my affairs, anyhow," said Sam, who was nettled by these too frequent suggestions of Offitt that his honor required repair. "Sam Sleeny," said Offitt, in an impressive voice, "I'm one of the kind that stands by my friends. If you mean what you have been saying to me, I'll go up with you this very night, and we will together take it out of that aristocrat.
Guess I'll see you to-morrow." Offitt waited till he could hear the heavy tread of Sleeny completing the first flight of stairs and going around to the head of the second. He then shut and locked his door, and hung his hat over the keyhole. He turned up his lamp and sat down by the table to count his night's gains.
The words of Offitt, alternately wheedling and excoriating, had turned his foolish head. His hatred of Farnham was easily extended to the class to which he belonged, and even to the money which made him formidable.
"I'll never tell that unless they go to hang Sam, and then I won't tell anybody but the Governor," she swore to herself. "It's easy to see about that story," said the officer still incredulous. They searched the clothing of Offitt, and the face of the officer, as one package of money after another was brought to light, was a singular study.
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