Word: thawed
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Newspaper readers rejoiced that the excuse had been found for reviewing so luscious an episode?relished again the choice memory of Countess Vera Cathcart, self-advertising adultress, who had been Carroll's chief guest; the presence of other fascinating people, such as dissolute Harry K. Thaw and Editor Philip A. Payne of the Daily Mirror (Hearst gum-sheet); the transcript of Carroll's earlier testimony, including...
...minutes intrepid Mr. Payne was chatting with him. "That conversation," stated Mr. Payne, "convinced me that the man is insane and ought to be locked up." Next day all gum-chewing Manhattan read his furious attack on Thaw...
...Thaw's hand began to move steadily, cautiously toward his hip pocket. A woman at a nearby table caught a cry to her lips; a fat man upset his drinking glass. Editor Payne sat quiet, tense. In the emergency, his courage was supreme. The slayer's arm moved. He drew from his pocket a handkerchief...
...Editor Payne's apartment a few minutes later the telephone rang. Over the wire came the voice of the reporter, telling how he had been refused entrance to the Del Fey Club; how Thaw sat within, busy with his tiddling, all unseen by the press. "I'll come down myself," snapped Mr. Payne. He, 33, a viveur himself in a controlled fashion, is a member of the Club. His face - curly-mouthed, snub-nosed, the face of a bespectacled Puck-is well known to "Texas" Guinan, famed proprietress. Also, it is known, most unpleasantly known, to Harry...
...evening a reporter had been following Thaw and the members of his seraglio. At length the pursued taxi, careering down a dark side street, drew up in front of the Del Fey Club; Thaw followed a drugget of light on the pavement; a door closed behind him. When the reporter's knuckles a moment later belabored that door, a panel in its upper section slid back and in the slit appeared the bulldog brow of a surly doorkeeper. The reporter was a man typical of his kind, a seedy fellow, drearily accoutred. No evening shirt fluted his meagre bosom...