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And before I could summon heart or voice, making no response, bewildered and faint, I was the wife of Colonel Vorse, and my husband's arms were supporting me as the words of the prayer and benediction rolled over us. "There is no time like the present," he cried, gayly, his tones no longer broken, "as I have always found."
I do most anytin' for you, but my little girl, you see, dat come pretty close. Dat make a awful hole in me if Beesving go avay. No, you mustn't ask me dot." "Not if it were for her good?" "Yes, vell, of course, but how do I know dot? And vot you vant to go avay for? Dot's more vorse as Beesving. Ain't I pay you enough? Maybe you vants a little interest in de business?
Wait till Sorenson and Vorse and Judge Gordon learn what you're trying! Wait till they find out you've double-crossed us for this engineer! Wait till Gordon turns me loose with a habeas corpus, you'll sweat blood for this night's work, Madden!" The sheriff shook out the red handkerchief with which he expected to bind the prisoner's mouth.
Vorse asked after a pause, while his narrowed eyes moved from one to another of his companions. A considerable silence followed. The question jerked into full light the issue that had all the while been lurking in the recesses of their minds an issue full of ghastly possibilities. Judge Gordon's fingers trembled as he wiped with handkerchief the cold sweat on his brow.
You see before you a miserable wreck. For months and years I haf been a brute, a devil. Dot picture dere show you vat I vas, vat I might haf been. You see vat I am," he added, with an expression of intense loathing. "I see him all to-night as if written in letters of fire, and if dere is a vorse hell dan der von I feel vithin my soul, Gott only knows how I am to endure him." "Mr.
Only his gleaming evil eyes continued to rest on the two men without wink or change. For him explanations were unnecessary; he had divined instantly that somewhere, somehow the plotters' plans had gone awry. "Did you know that Gordon is dead?" Weir asked, all at once. Vorse lowered the tray to the bar and ran the tip of his tongue over his lips. "No," said he, "we didn't know it."
Yes, at night ven I vas all alone I used to think like dat. Everyding vas so oopside down und so inside oud. Vat's de use of living und vy go on drinking beer und becoming a vorse und bigger bum? "Yes, it goes like dat. Ven I vas rich und happy und had my factory und my vife und children und horses und fine house I used to think vat a fine place the vorld vas und how simple it vas to be happy.
"Who were the men? Were they present at the time?" "They were four Sorenson, Vorse, Gordon, Burkhardt." "Were you arrested and tried?" "No. They helped me to escape. Because of your mother, they said, and because they said they were my friends. But I never felt they were really friends. For they were always against new-comers and wanted to keep things in their own hands.
Slip behind the jail to the rear of the yard, and when I've locked them up and told Atkinson what to do about keeping the people away from the building, I'll join you there." "I understand," Weir stated. "And we can slip off and grab Vorse if he's in his saloon and then Sorenson before any one knows what's happening." "That's right; don't want the game spoiled now. Here we are."
He read on and on, with a darkening brow and an evil glint showing in his eyes. Then he got to his feet, shaking the paper at her head. "You were in on this," he snarled. "This is what you were in Martinez' office to get. You're wise to this cursed scheme to help Weir make my father and Vorse and Burkhardt and Judge Gordon out a gang of swindlers.
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