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Litterny and have him send me to jail. But you shan't touch Randolph you are not free there. It was I who did it he was my tool, any one will tell you I have the stronger will. You shall not hurt Randolph that is barred. "You see now why I couldn't be engaged to you you wouldn't want to marry a thief, would you, Norman?
It was against the rules of the house, but as it was for Mr. Claflin he would do it. They had a little talk about the details, and Claflin arranged to call up his wife and tell her that the jewels would be there at four-thirty, so that she could look out for them personally. All that was the Litterny end of the affair. Simple enough, wasn't it?"
I went, and he told me that the parish-house would have to be given up for the present, because the firm of Litterny Brothers had just met with a loss, through a most skilful and original robbery, of five thousand dollars." "A robbery?" the girl repeated. "Burglars, you mean?" "Something much more artistic than burglars. I told you this story was good enough for a book.
Litterny promised us a new parish-house, the best and largest practicable. It was to cost, with the lot, ten thousand dollars. It was to be begun this spring. Not long before I came to Bermuda, I had a note one morning from him, asking me to come to his house the next evening.
The man was James Litterny, of the great firm of Why, what's the matter what is it?" For Katherine had stopped short, in her fast, swinging walk, and without a sound had swayed and caught at the wall as if to keep herself from falling. Before he could reach her she had straightened herself and was smiling. "I felt ill for a second it's nothing, let's go along."
I can never make restitution, you know, for the money will be mostly gone before we get home, and there is no more to come. You could not, either, for you said that you had little beyond your salary. We could never make it good to Mr. Litterny, even if you wanted to marry me after this. Mr. Litterny is your best friend; you are bound to him by a thousand ties of gratitude and affection.
It's right you should know that people think this of you, and that your work is valued." "I am glad," Norman North said, and the restraint of the words carried more than a speech. Mr. Litterny went on: "But there's such a thing as overdoing, young man, and you're shaving the edge of it. You're looking ill poor color thin as a rail. You need a rest." "I think I'll go to Bermuda.
A mere lad," he added, reflectively, and went on: "Go down to Bermuda with a light heart, my boy, and enjoy yourself, it will do your church as much good as you. Play tennis and sail fall in love if you find the right girl, nothing makes a man over like that." North was putting out his hand. "And remember," Litterny added, "to keep an eye out for my thief.
With that the intense manner had dropped from him as a garment, and he was smiling the gentlest, most whimsical smile at the older man. "You'll think, Mr. Litterny, that it's the loss of my new parish-house that's making me so ferocious, but, honestly, I'd forgotten all about it." And no one who heard him could doubt his sincerity. "I was thinking of the case from your point of view.
"It's always an effort not to talk myself," she laughed up at him, yet with a strange look in her eyes. "All the same, talk a little more. Tell me what you began to tell about Mr. Litterny." The name came out full and strong. "Oh, that! Well, it's a story extraordinary enough for a book. I think it will interest you." "I think it will," Katherine agreed. "You see," he went on, "Mr.
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