Knots Untied; Or, Ways and By-ways in the Hidden Life of American DetectivesMcWatters, George S.
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Knots Untied; Or, Ways and By-ways in the Hidden Life of American Detectives
McWatters, George S.
Detectives
Purvis and his party's game ending, Williams proposed to take a hand;
and a party being made up, Purvis continued to play, not neglecting to
take wine occasionally. On one occasion Williams, accompanying him to
the sideboard, I noticed the former turn suddenly about, as he said,
"Mr. Purvis, join me in claret this time,--an unfashionable drink, to
be sure" (with a most graceful smile). "I see that you take sherry
generally," and having suited the action to the word, had poured out a
glass, which he handed to Purvis, who took and drank it. I had no doubt
that Williams had skilfully "drugged" that dram; and my interest began
to deepen now that my observations would have to continue for several
hours. At length I united in a game with several new in-comers, and
posted myself at the table where I could easily watch Purvis and his
friends. He played on well for a while, but by and by I saw he began to
grow a little stupid. At this time Williams, who was a good talker,
entered upon the recital of many curious tales ("good stories," as they
are called among his class, but which were not so "good" as to bear
repeating here), and tried to keep up Purvis's waning spirits with
laughter and jokes. And so Purvis was kept at the board, while the drug
was constantly doing its sure and secret work. Purvis lost
considerably, and occasionally reverted to his wallet for supplies.
An hour or so went on, when Ellsworth, who took no practical interest
in the game, said to Williams, "Isn't it about time for honest people
to be a-bed? Hadn't we better go?"
"Just as you like; and I presume Mr. Purvis would like to go to his
hotel. I declare," said he, turning to the clock on the mantel, "it
_is_ later than I thought."
Presently the three sallied out. With some difficulty was it that
Purvis moved. They reached the sidewalk, and Ellsworth said, "Mr.
Williams, let's go up to the St. Nicholas with Mr. Purvis," taking
Purvis by the arm in a quiet way; and they started. The distance was so
short, that on reaching the walk from the stairs, where I overheard the
proposition, I thought I would not follow too speedily. They had not
gone on their way over a minute at most, when an alarm of fire on the
corner of Howard and Broadway arrested my attention, as I thought but
for a minute or so,--but time flies on such occasions, and it might
have been five minutes,--when, turning to look after my men, I could
not see them, but rushed on to the hotel. Not finding them there, I
sought the clerk, to learn if Purvis had taken his key and gone to his
room. He had seen nothing of Purvis at all, "since early in the
evening," he said.
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