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Brand, Max, 1892-1944

"Trailin'!"

I'll tell you the naked
facts. Anthony Bard was approaching my house yesterday and word of his
coming was brought to me. For reasons of my own it was necessary that I
should detain him here for an uncertain length of time. For other
reasons it was necessary that I go to any length to accomplish my ends.
"I had another man--Lawlor, who looks something like me--take my place
in the eyes of Bard. But Bard grew suspicious of the deception. Finally
a girl entered and called Lawlor by name, as they were sitting at the
table with all the men around them. Bard rose at once with a gun in his
hand.
"Put yourself in his place. He found that he had been deceived, he knew
that he was surrounded by armed men, he must have felt like a cornered
rat. He drew his gun and started for the door, warning the others that
he meant to go the limit in order to get free. Mind you, it was no
sudden gun-play.
"Then I ordered the men to keep him at all costs within the room. He saw
that they were prepared to obey me, and then he took a desperate chance
and shot down the gasoline lamp which hung over the table.


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