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Updated: June 2, 2025
"Come and get her," repeated Roger. Fairclothe found his voice. "I demand that you return my daughter, young man." "I am not holding her against her will. She is free to return to you if she wishes to do so." "I demand that I be allowed to speak to her." "I cannot grant that demand." "You refuse to allow me to communicate with her?" "If she wishes to communicate with you I won't prevent it."
"Of course you wouldn't remember my name, Senator. You have too many large affairs to occupy your mind. It was merely about some land down here. I've meant for some time to write you and thank you for influencing me to buy the land down here." "What!" cried the girl, and stood dumb, staring at Payne, with a hand pressed to her lips. "Influence you?" snapped Fairclothe testily.
Senator Fairclothe may be crooked I don't say he is; but he isn't a fool politically, at least. No man gets a stranglehold on his state and an inside standing in Washington and keeps it year after year as he has done without being some shrewd as a politician. It's a one-hundred-to-one bet that he's never seen this lake that his company is selling as farms.
"They didn't know it would make good land. And then they struck! Higgins, I'm going right down to Garman's and have a little talk with Senator Fairclothe." "Bet you won't find him. Bet he's away selling this tract again to some other sucker." But Higgins was wrong. Senator Fairclothe had not gone away.
The man rose. "You are Roger Payne?" "Sit down!" In one leap Roger was upon the verandah facing the stranger. "Sit down!" he repeated. "My business is with Senator Fairclothe." "My business " "Sit down," said Roger softly, and the stranger sat. "Senator Fairclothe," continued Payne, "there seems to be a little misunderstanding about the title to the land I bought from you."
"We have had some correspondence business correspondence Senator," he said. Senator Fairclothe was watching him with the shifty eyes of a cornered man who stands on guard, ready to parry a blow. "Have we? I don't recall the name, young man. Lane, Caine?" "Payne." "No. No, I don't remember the name." "You're sure you don't, father?" interposed Miss Fairclothe. Payne came to the rescue.
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