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"You were going to tell us about the I.W.W. trial," pursued the hostess a
few minutes later.
"Oh, there's nothing much about that," said the newspaper man. "I was
principally interested in Bill Haywood for a moment. You know they sent
him to jail for twenty years or so. Anyway, that was his sentence."
"The scoundrel ran away," said the very satisfied one. "Funny they should
let a man as unprincipled and dangerous as Haywood slip through their
hands after sending him to jail."
"Yes, they let him escape to Russia, of all places," declared the hostess
with indignation. "Where he could do the most harm. Oh, the government is
so stupid at times it simply drives one furious. Or makes you laugh.
Doesn't it?"
"Yes, he skipped his bond or something," said the newspaper man, "and
became an exile."
The satisfied one snorted.
"Exile!" he derided. "You don't call a man an exile who runs away from a
country he has always despised and fought against?"
"The last time I saw him," went on the newspaper man, as if he were
unruffled, "was about four or five days before he disappeared. I was
surprised to see him. I thought he was serving his time in jail.
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