For it was a twenty to one bet that Jerry would go to
Whitford with the story of his attempt to hire the gang leader to
smirch Lindsay's reputation.
CHAPTER XXXVI
A BOOMERANG
It must be admitted that when Bromfield made up his mind to clear
Lindsay he did it thoroughly. His confession to the police was quiet
and businesslike. He admitted responsibility for the presence of the
Westerner at the Omnium Club. He explained that his guest had neither
gambled nor taken any liquors, that he had come only as a spectator out
of curiosity. The story of the killing was told by him simply and
clearly. After he had struck down the gunman, he had done a bolt
downstairs and got away by a back alley. His instinct had been to
escape from the raid and from the consequences of what he had done, but
of course he could not let anybody else suffer in his place. So he had
come to give himself up.
The late afternoon papers carried the story that Clarendon Bromfield,
well-known man about town, had confessed to having killed "Slim"
Collins and had completely exonerated Lindsay. It was expected that
the latter would be released immediately.
He was. That evening he dined at the home of the Whitfords. The mine
owner had wanted to go on the bond of Bromfield, but his offer had been
rejected.
"We'll hear what the coroner's jury has to say," the man behind the
desk at headquarters had decided. "It'll not hurt him to rest a day or
two in the cooler.
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