"I
am positive that old Klutchem has either left town or is at this moment
at police headquarters. If so, the dear old fellow will be locked up
before sundown. Klutchem got that letter last night."
It was at once decided to head off the broker, Fitz keeping an eye on
his office every half hour in the hope that he might turn up, and I
completing the arrangements for the colonel's bail so as to forestall
the possibility of his remaining in custody overnight.
Fitz spent the day in efforts to lay hands on Klutchem in order to
prevent the law performing the same service for the colonel. My own
arrangements were more easily completed, a friend properly possessed
of sufficient real estate to make good his bond being in readiness for
any emergency. One o'clock came, then three, then five; the colonelall
the time keeping to the seclusion of his private office, Fitz
watching for Klutchem, and I waiting in the larger office for the
arrival of one of those clean-shaven, thick-set young men, in a Derby
hat and sack-coat, the unexpected pair of handcuffs in his outside
pocket.
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