An’ this brings me to another little thing. What about that picture of me cut out of the Chicago Times an’ sent down to somebody at the Hacienda Altmira at Palm Springs? Don’t it look like Burdell sent that too. An’ the reason he sends it is easy. When he has sent me the anonymous letter he knows I will scram out to Palm Springs so he gets ’em good an’ ready for me. He searches around until he finds a newspaper that has gotta picture of me in it an’ he cuts it out, writes “This is the guy” on it, an’ sends it down to the Hacienda.
An’ this Burdell bird is goin’ to slip up plenty in a minute. Mind you, the guy has got brains—plenty brains. He knows that I can figure out that it was him that wrote the anonymous letter to me, an’ so he has a swell story all ready for me when I blow in; but w
