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Updated: June 26, 2025


I am quite tempted to give him his quietus and end this vigil. Remaining in this solitary hut does not quite come up to my liking. I wonder what Kendale is doing. He promised to let me know how he got on. "I have not heard from him for nearly a week now.

"Thank Heaven all that is off my mind," muttered Kendale, breathing freer as the manager left the office with the papers, adding, thoughtfully: "I hope I won't have to come in contact with that man very often. I felt so uncomfortable that it was by the greatest effort I could control myself keep from springing from my chair, seizing my hat and fairly flying out of this place.

With this remark he plunged forward into the gathering gloom, leaving Clinton Kendale standing motionless gazing after him in the greatest surprise. But the cold was too intense for him to remain there but an instant; then wheeling about, he hastily struck into a side street, muttering between his teeth: "He must let me have that five hundred dollars, or I am ruined.

"I think I will take charge of this one giving all the Fairfax wealth to Faynie." But he did not succeed in transferring it to his pocket, for like a flash it was snatched from his hand. With a horrible oath, Kendale wheeled about. One glance, and his eyes fairly bulged from their sockets, his face grew ashen white, his teeth chattered, and the blood in his veins seemed suddenly to turn to ice.

As soon as the men had quitted the private office Kendale sprang to his feet and began pacing up and down the length of the room excitedly, muttering under his breath: "'Ah, what a fatal web we weave When first we practice to deceive. "It seems to me that there are traps in every direction to catch me. I must be extra shrewd. I'll have those confounded bells changed at once.

I command you!" she cried, her voice rising to a shrill scream in her rising anger. Faynie turned a face toward her white as a marble statue, but no word broke from her lips. The presence of the others seemed to bring Kendale back to his senses.

He knew that Kendale had kept the appointment made by himself, but for some reason the elopement could not have taken place. A thousand causes might have prevented its successful carrying out, though Kendale was sure of a satisfactory finish, he imagined.

Your Cousin Kendale will pay me twice as much for detaining you here," he answered with a boisterous laugh, adding: "Besides, I have a grudge against you of many years' standing, Lester Armstrong, which this affair is wiping out pretty effectively." "I was not aware that I had ever seen you before," replied Lester. "Permit me to refresh your memory," exclaimed the other grimly.

In struggling out of their grasp to better protect himself, Lester fell headlong on the icy ground, striking his head heavily against the gnarled, projecting root of a tree and lying at their feet like one dead. "He will give us little enough trouble now," said Kendale, grimly. "Lend a hand there, both of you, and get him into the house quickly. I am almost frozen to death here."

Kendale, who was by this time entirely under the influence of the brandy he had imbibed, was no match for the enraged cashier, who followed up his advantage by ringing blows, which fell as thick and fast as driving hail, until the other, coward as he was, fell down on his knees before him, shrieking out for mercy.

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