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"It was over six years," he went on excitedly, "before it made a cent. And, then, it was my money and anything I give my niece is charity. She's not entitled " Garrett appeared at the door. "Miss Coates," he announced, "and Mr. Winthrop." Judge Gaylor raised a hand for silence, and as Mr.
"Told him if he didn't stop this, he wouldn't live till morning." "Are we forcing him to do this?" demanded Gaylor. "No! He's forcing it on us. My God!" he exclaimed, "do you think I want this farce? You say, yourself, you told him it would kill him, and he will go on with it. Then why do you blame us? Can we help ourselves?" The butler had distinguished the sounds of footsteps in the hall.
It occurred to her that she might contrive to telegraph to Simeon Harp, telling him to wire her that something had gone wrong on the ranch, that she must return home at once. Mariette could find out how to send telegrams from here there was sure to be a way and get the message off in secret. That night a telegram came for Mrs. Gaylor, announcing that there had been a fire on the ranch.
"I was four years in a medical college, when you were in jail, you " "Stop that!" cried Gaylor. Glancing fearfully toward the open door, he interposed between them. "Don't take my advice, then," cried Rainey. "Go on! Kill him! And he won't sign your will. Only, don't say I didn't tell you." "Have you told him?" demanded Gaylor. "Yes," Rainey answered stoutly.
But Nick could not, would not, play into Wisler's hands by mentioning the name of Harp, or telling of the old man's doglike devotion to his mistress. It was a detestable and vulgar suggestion which connected Mrs. Gaylor with this affair detestable for every one concerned; for Carmen, for Nick; above all, for Angela. "Mrs.
"Seemed straight to us," said Walsh. "Well, you didn't handle it that way," returned the other. "Why didn't you quote Rainey or Gaylor? It seems to me if a man's on the point of death" he lowered his voice and glanced toward the closed door "that his private doctor and his lawyer might know something about it."
So centered was the interest of those in the room, so compelling the sound of the girl's voice, that, unnoticed, the sliding doors to the library were slipped apart. Unobserved, Judge Gaylor and Winthrop halted in the doorway. To the Judge the meaning of the scene was instantly apparent. His face flushed furiously. Winthrop, uncomprehending, gazed unconcerned over Gaylor's shoulder.
"Yes?" he inquired. "Well, nevertheless I think I'll ask her. Tell Miss Vera, please," he said to Garrett, "that Mr. Winthrop would like a word with her here," with significance he added, "in private." In offended dignity, Judge Gaylor moved toward the door. "Dr. Rainey," he said stiffly, "will you please inform Mr.
He glanced unwillingly over his shoulder. "I see the switch," he said. Leaning on the arm of Gaylor, Mr. Hallowell returned from the cabinet to his chair. What he had seen apparently strengthened his faith and, in like degree, inspired him to greater enthusiasm. "Well," he exclaimed, "there are no trapdoors or false bottoms about that!
From behind his glasses he winked at the reporter with a jocular, intimate smile. He was adapting himself to what he imagined was his company. "Where did you pick up that pipe dream?" he asked. Without answering, the Southerner regarded him steadily with inquiring, interested eyes. The doctor coughed nervously and turned to Judge Gaylor.
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