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"You see, Miss Adams came here because she knows Miss Frawley, we live together but Miss Frawley is out of town, and I persuaded Miss Adams to stay with me until her return. I can't make out the trouble, but I have learned the address of the Farnsworths and oh, well, I may as well tell you, Miss Adams talked in her sleep. She arrived here utterly exhausted, and on the verge of nervous prostration.
Without more concern than he might have shown in taking a trip from Toronto to New York, Frawley a third time crossed the Andes and set himself to correcting his first error. He traced Greenfield laboriously up the coast back to Panama and there lost the trail. At the end of two months he learned that Greenfield had shipped as a common sailor on a freighter that touched at Hawaii.
If Greenfield was not in hiding, he must have buried himself in the interior. It was a week before Frawley found the track. Greenfield had walked thirty miles into the country and taken the train for Rio Mendoza on the route across the Andes to Valparaiso. Frawley followed the same day, somewhat mystified at this sudden change of base.
Yet though Frawley felt certain of Greenfield's objective, he did not at once strike for the Argentine. The Honorable Secretary of Justice had eliminated the necessity for considering time. Frawley had no need to guess, nor to risk. He had simply to become a wheel in the machinery of the law, to grind slowly, tirelessly, and inexorably. This idea suited admirably his temperament and his desires.
On the bed the distorted body contracted suddenly into a ball. "Easy, Bub," Greenfield said between his teeth. "Easy; don't get excited. I'm dying." "You?" Frawley approached cautiously, suspiciously. "Fact. I'm cashin' in." "What's the matter?" "Bug. Plain bug the desert did the rest." "A what?" "Tarantula bite don't laugh, Bub." Frawley, at his side, needed but a glance to see that it was true.
Then as they toiled still upward, a gale as though sent in anger rushed down upon them, sweeping up whirlwinds of snow, raging and shrieking, dragging them to the brink, and threatening to blot them out. Frawley clutched the saddle, then flung his arms about the neck of his mule.
"Good first rate then we'll have a little excitement!" "You'll have plenty of that, Bucky!" "Maybe, Bub, maybe. Well, I made a neat job of it, didn't I?" "You did," admitted Frawley with an appreciative nod. "But you were wrong you were wrong you should have kept off. The Canadian Government ain't like your bloomin' democracy. It don't forgive it don't forget. Tack that up, Bucky.
Greenfield still was three months in advance, never pausing, scurrying from continent to continent, as though instinctively aware of the progress of his pursuer. In this year Frawley visited Sumatra, Java, and Borneo, stopped at Manila, jumped immediately to Korea, and hurried on to Vladivostok, where he found that Greenfield had procured passage on a sealer bound for Auckland.
"Probably yes, sir. Chile or the Argentine there's no extradition treaty there." "But even then," broke in the Secretary with a nervous frown "there are ways other ways?" "Oh, yes." Frawley, picking up a paper-cutter, stood by the mantel tapping his palm. "Oh, yes there are other ways! So it's Bucky well, I warned him!"
But I can't bring the baby again." "Oh, pshaw, yes you can, just once more, anyway. But never mind that now. We must see about your own part. You know there's danger, Miss Thorpe?" "Miss Frawley braved the danger," Azalea said, quietly. "Yes, and Miss Frawley broke her ankle." "I know; and I may break mine, but I'll take the chance. I am not afraid, though I well know that accidents may happen.
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