by Gordon Brown. Originally Published in Golden Fleece Magazine, April 1939. Brazenly eyeing her silent captors, the crowd formed a closely-packed circle about the girl! GENTLEMAN COLBY perked jaded nostrils and sniffed. From one of the lesser places on down the street a crowd of bearded grangers, cowpokes, and slattern-faced women pushed out the door, dragging a protesting figure with them. The crowd tramped around a corner and disappeared into the alley, from which huge, billlowing clouds drifted out to hang above the little town like a tinted Paisley shawl. Smoke! And in it, Gentleman Continue reading