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"Mamma said just now: 'This is my daughter Claire. I think mamma intended to add, 'Miss Claire Stanhope. Mr. Fairfax was my steppapa." Kendale smiled amusedly, both at the mother's momentary discomfiture and the young girl's brusque straightforwardness. "I like her better than any one I have ever met. I shall marry her," he promised himself.
"I haven't the least hesitation in admitting my identity," he said, coolly. "Yes, you are in good hands, if you give us no trouble, and come along quietly, without compelling us to use further force." "What is the meaning of this outrage?" cried Lester, white to the lips. "That you shall learn all in good time, cousin mine," replied Kendale, mockingly.
"Get into the elevator," commanded Kendale; and the boy turned, and walked over to it, closely followed by his companion, mentally wondering what in the world had come over courteous, kindly Mr. Lester Armstrong.
It seemed like a veritable fairy story. Who would have thought the poor cashier would have known enough to play for such high stakes? Almost as soon as Lester Armstrong had uttered the last word, he fell back upon his pillow in a dead faint. "The end is not far," muttered Kendale. "I suppose it would look better to send a call for an ambulance and have him sent to the hospital."
It will be broken open quite as soon as workmen can be found to accomplish it." The lines about the sufferer's mouth tightened; he clutched his hands hard. He knew the dare devil Kendale would stop at nothing nothing. "I will give you until daylight to decide. I promise you that it will go hard with you if you are not complaisant." With that he turned on his heel and quitted the room.
I have never taken any interest in them; it would be out of place for a man in my position to cultivate a taste for that which is so far beyond his means. I am glad to be able to say to you, sir, that my tastes are simple and my wants few. I have never been on board a yacht, nor have I ever ridden behind what you call a trotter." "Then you've missed a deal of sport," declared Kendale.
Lester's intense anxiety when Kendale forcibly took the keys from him and disappeared can better be imagined than described. In vain he pleaded with Halloran to release him, offering every kind of inducement, but the man was inexorable.
Fairfax the man who is soon to marry Claire. "I declare that this marriage can never be, because this man has a living wife," she cried, in a high, clear voice. "It is false!" shrieked Kendale. "The girl I married in the old church is dead dead, I tell you. I I saw her buried with my own eyes!"
"It's a poor rule that won't work both ways," he added, excitedly. "I don't understand your cause for rejoicing," returned Halloran, gloomily. "Don't you?" cried Kendale. "Then let me make it clear to you. We not only have one fortune through the girl that I tied myself to, and can, as her husband, collect all in good time, but with a little strategy I can come in for the Marsh millions.
It so happened that one of the rules of the house was that the employees must not use the elevators, and by the time Kendale had climbed the fourth flight of stairs he was thoroughly exhausted, the perspiration fairly streaming down his face. "Don't you know enough to go by way of the elevator, you young idiot?" he roared, almost gasping for breath.
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