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"It was my duty, 'Vengeance is mine, saith the Lord," quoted Lester, quietly. Halloran fell on his knees, covering the other's hands with passionate kisses, tears falling like rain from his eyes. "From this hour the life that you have saved shall be devoted to you and God!" he cried brokenly. "Oh, will Heaven ever forgive me for the past?

But the judge was unconvinced. "You've been as mysterious as a bootlegger for the last week, but I could always read you like a book, Tom Parker. You know, all right. Mrs. Halloran wants to come over and fix things up for her. She said so this " "Oh, I got everything fixed," Tom hastily declared. "Ha! What did I tell you?" The judge glared; Tom could have bitten his tongue for that slip.

Halloran was delighted, and seized him by the arm. 'You're the very man I wanted to see, he said. 'Have you heard about Doherty? Hyacinth knew no one called Doherty. He said so, and tried to escape, but Halloran held him fast. 'Not know Doherty! How's that? I thought you were in all dear Finola's secrets. Faith! I heard you were going out to fight for the Boers yourself.

But, struggle as he would, the thongs which bound him, rendering him powerless to aid the girl he loved, would not give way. Thus a fortnight passed, and Halloran was beside himself with wonder to find each morning that Lester was still alive and that he had not gone mad.

At the last election the Republicans had paid four dollars a vote to the Democrats' three; and "Buck" Halloran sat one night playing cards with Jurgis and another man, who told how Halloran had been charged with the job voting a "bunch" of thirty-seven newly landed Italians, and how he, the narrator, had met the Republican worker who was after the very same gang, and how the three had effected a bargain, whereby the Italians were to vote half and half, for a glass of beer apiece, while the balance of the fund went to the conspirators!

Not until a friend stopped them for a word or two was the distracted parent enabled to escape from that spidery embrace; then, indeed, he slipped it as a filibustering schooner slips its moorings, and made off as rapidly and as unobtrusively as possible. Judge Halloran stared after the retreating figure, then he showed his decayed teeth in a smile.

When Jane Leland was shown this paragraph, she shuddered and turned pale; and the shudder went deeper, and her cheek became still paler, a few weeks later when the sad intelligence came that Mary Halloran had fallen into the same snare that had been laid for her feet; a willing victim too many believed, for she was not ignorant of Clement's real character. By sad experience Mrs.

The Squire dined alone that night, and after dinner sat long alone before his library fire how long he scarcely knew; but Narracott, the butler, had put up the bolts and retired, leaving only the staircase-lantern burning, when Father Halloran knocked at the library door and was bidden to enter. "I wished to speak with you about Walter to learn your decision," he explained.

In the presence of the men Halloran had not mentioned the pocketbook or diamond, but that night he told Haussmann all. The pocket-book contained many details, and although much was in cypher, the route taken by Kramer in reaching the oasis the second time was clearly noted. And between them a plan was formed.

"Perhaps not; but permit me to make them clear to you, in as plain English as I can command. I want you to dig a grave here and now." "A grave here!" echoed Adam, quite believing his old ears were not serving him truly that he had certainly not heard aright. "That is what I said," returned Halloran, grimly. "But, sir!" began old Adam, "this is no graveyard."

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