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No one paid any attention to him; when he tried to talk to the younger men about his game they fled as from a pestilence. Well, as I say, Hayden came to meet me, and just at that moment the admiral finished his game and went out. We were alone in the library. "Hayden told me he had thought the matter over carefully. There was nothing to do but to clear out of Reuton forever.
"If to err is human, it does," agreed Professor Bolton. "To begin with, I am a member of the faculty of the University of Reuton, situated, as you no doubt know, in the city of the same name. For a long time I have taken a quiet interest in our municipal politics. I have been up in arms linguistic arms against this odd character Cargan, who came from the slums to rule us with a rod of iron.
Soon he would stand before the girl of the station; soon he must answer her questions. What was he to do with the fortune that lay beneath the feet of the mayor of Reuton at this minute? He hardly knew. He was ready to descend at last, and came into the parlor of his suite with greatcoat and hat. In reply to Mr.
"Night before last the ordinance numbered 45 was due to pass the council. It was arranged that when it did, Hayden, through his man Rutter, or personally, would telephone the combination of the safe to the mayor of Reuton. Cargan and Bland sat in the office watching for the flash of light at the telephone switchboard, while you and I were Max's prisoners above. Something went wrong.
Anyhow, I got the bundle all right, all right. I wonder what the little fossil wants with it." "The Doc's glasses was broke," said Max, evidently to the mayor of Reuton. "Um-m," came Cargan's voice. "Bland, how much do you make working for this nice kind gentleman, Mr. Hayden?" "Oh, about two thousand a year, with pickings," replied Bland. "Yes?" went on Mr. Cargan.
I thought we were safe at last when I handed the package to Kendrick in my room to-night but I had not counted on the wild things a youth like you will do for love of a designing maid." Twelve o'clock! The civic center of Upper Asquewan Falls proclaimed it. Mr. Magee had never been in Reuton. He was sorry he hadn't.
"I shall tell you," she finished, smiling. "I believe I forgot to give you my name. I am Myra Thornhill, of Reuton. Until to-morrow." She went in and closed the door. Mr. Magee sat limply down on the cold stair. All the glory was gone from the scene he had pictured a moment ago.
Norton always used to say if you want a thing done right, do it yourself, and though he didn't always live up to the sentiment, letting me do most things he wanted done right, there was a lot of truth in his words. I certainly must get back to Reuton, just as quick as the railroad will take me." "Why did you come?" prodded Mr. Magee. "Why did you leave your house on this strange mission?"
He answered, urging me to stay away. He intimated that the thing we had done was on my shoulders. I was ashamed, frightfully unhappy. I didn't dare write to her. I had disgraced her. I asked Hayden about her, and he wrote back that she was shortly to marry him. After that I didn't want to come back to Reuton. I wanted most to die. "The years crept by on the balcony of that impossible hotel.
"The autumn always came," smiled the girl. "It would never have come for me," he answered. "Won't you believe me when I say that I have no part in this strange drama that is going on at Baldpate? Won't you credit it when I say that I have no idea why you and the professor and Mr. Bland are here nor why the Mayor of Reuton has the fifth key? Won't you tell me what it all means?"
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