A TOAD IN THE FLOWER GARDEN
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"Truitt would probably be at his place now?"
"I'd imagine so."
"I think," mused Embry, taking out a large cigar and giving his attention to the nice cutting of the end, "that I'll stroll over and have a word with him."
Sawyer, being as he put it a wise little boy with due appreciation of his job, merely lifted his eyebrows involuntarily. But within his heart he was asking himself what Beatrice Corliss' guest had to do with Flash Truitt of the Summit City Saloon and gambling house. A question which it would be long before Sawyer could answer.
