William Atherton DuPuy

Summary

William Atherton DuPuy Uncle Sam, Detective

And Gard was a nondescript youngster who looked less than thirty, neither light nor dark, large nor small—inconspicuous, easily lost in a crowd. The careful observer might have noticed the breadth of brow and the wrinkles that come to the man who thinks, or the tenseness of his slim form that indicated physical fitness. For to be sure, these federal sleuths of the new school are mostly college men, lawyers, expert accountants, as was Gard; but youngsters in whom is to be found the love of a bit of adventure and the steel of a set determination.
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William Atherton DuPuy Uncle Sam, Detective

Thelma Gottrell came to a realization of what had happened about the time Gard was getting himself to his feet. She ran to him spontaneously and would have helped him to rise had he shown the forethought to be a little slower.
"I do hope you are not hurt!" she began. "It was splendid—Oh! What? It is Mr. Gard, isn't it? How in the world—" She stopped in consternation. Billy Gard grinned foolishly.
"Don't give me away," he pleaded with her. "It is a very great secret and it would all be spoiled if you did. A writing man must have color, must know life, you know.
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William Atherton DuPuy Uncle Sam, Detective

But the trouble with all such schemes is that they are good on paper, but they can't be actually shown upon the basis that a business man with money demands."
"But this one can be shown," urged the smuggler.
"That is the way you fellows with fancy schemes always talk," argued Gard. "You can make all the money in the world if you only had the backing. Then a man with the money comes along and says 'show me.' You always fall down on the showing."
"Would you put up the price of a schooner and a cargo of opium if you were shown that my scheme would work?" asked the smuggler.
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