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I may need you in a hurry." "I'll be on hand," Murk promised. Sidney Prale went down in the elevator, Murk going down in the same car. Prale lounged about the lobby for a time, and Murk made himself as inconspicuous as possible in a corner. Prale believed, as Farland had intimated, that he was being followed and watched, possibly by the orders of George Lerton, his cousin.
"Running up a nice expense bill for Prale, but he won't care," Jim Farland said to Murk. He compelled the merchant to shut up his shop and get into the cab, and then the chauffeur drove to police headquarters. Farland had telephoned from the clothing store, and the captain of detectives was waiting for him.
It certainly did not look like a home of wealth, and Sidney Prale had said that it had been understood in Honduras that Kate Gilbert was of a rich family and traveling for her health. Many tourists claim to have money when they are away from home, of course, but the part about traveling for her health seemed to Jim Farland to be going a bit too far.
"Sorry that we cannot attend to the business for you. Perhaps some other trust company " "Well, I can wait for something to turn up," Prale said. "There is no hurry, of course. Probably you'll have something in a few weeks that will take care of at least a part of the money." The banker cleared his throat again, and looked a trifle embarrassed as he spoke. "The fact of the matter is, Mr.
Let us hope that we find our man at home. If this happens to be his opera or theater evening, we are going to be delayed." Murk followed him down in the elevator and to the street, where Prale engaged a taxicab. The machine took them up past the Park and to an exclusive residence section, where it stopped on a corner. Prale and Murk got out, and Prale instructed the chauffeur to wait.
Sidney Prale went on, advancing toward his cousin. "I should handle this affair myself. I should have you in Honduras, and fasten you to a tree and beat you until you are senseless." "These insults " "Are deserved, you beast!" Prale cried. "So, when I went away ten years ago, you sold out Mr. Griffin and put the blame for it on me, did you?
Sidney Prale sensed that they were fighting for money, that they were being paid for this attack, and he realized that, but for the presence of Murk, he would have had no chance whatever, and probably would be a senseless, bleeding thing now. None of them knew that the fight had attracted attention, but it had.
I happen to know a fellow to whom money is everything and I have reason to suspect that he is considerably interested in the case of Sidney Prale. Be careful you do not betray your identity to me!" Farland had the satisfaction of hearing the masked man gasp, and he chuckled. "Well, what is the proposition?" Farland inquired. "You seem to waste a lot of time."
If you make the agreement with me, I'll give you a thousand cash to-night before you leave this place, as a sort of retainer and expression of our sincerity. Then, following the fee of ten thousand dollars, you'll find that much business is flowing your way. All you have to do to get all this is to withdraw from the Prale case at once."
"You have the right to prove your innocence of such a charge to all the world," she said. "But, after you have done it conclusively, you should go away." "Why?" he asked, again. "Because you have enemies, Mr. Prale!" "I have discovered that; but I do not know why I should have enemies." "Perhaps you did something, some time, to create them." "But I haven't," Prale declared.
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