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Show Up Vint the Man. lie did not loo1: altogether like n murderercs he came Into the fta-lion fta-lion hotie, nor yet altogether Ukeu 1 would be pleased to fee the lieutenant," he ssked of tto house sergeant. "I have an important confmiou to make." The sergcant.with visions of slices of a big reward floating before his mental vision, tried togrt the secret out of him. The old m in furalou time refused, re-fused, finally, after the sergeint had sent cut for sjvtralgro xtrrs of Leer, he consented to unbesum himself. him-self. "You have brant cf TOvtt, the murderer cf tho Chicago millionaire rV.t-lli" "Yes. yes," ciied the sergeant, hardly ilaring to breathe. "Well, cost what it will," resumed re-sumed the oM man, "I I am the man ho strurk Ullly Iattcrson." fhtla&tpttlu Timet. |