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"Please tell me about this man Fairfax," he requested, keeping his back toward her as before. "You married him, where?" "At Rockbeach, Massachusetts." She was businesslike again. "To satisfy the condition in your uncle's will?" "No," the confession came slowly, but she made it with courage. "I had known him for quite a long time. He had he had courted me a year.
"The property won't go to you when the will's before the court. The man who married you in Rockbeach was no justice of the peace, and you know it, Mr. Jerold Garrison. You assumed the name of Fairfax and hired a low-down political heeler, who hadn't been a justice for fully five years, to act the part and marry you to Dorothy. "I've got the affidavits.
"I've recently returned from Rockbeach, where I went to investigate your so-called marriage." He had seen or heard nothing of Fairfax; that was obvious. "Well?" said Garrison. "Proceed." "That's about enough, ain't it?" said Theodore. "The marriage having been a fraud, what's the use of beating around the bush?
"He's gone to a small resort named Rockbeach, up on the coast of Massachusetts, but his father doesn't know his business, or if he does he denies it." "Rockbeach?" said Garrison, who realized at once that Theodore had gone there to search out the justice of the peace who had married Dorothy and Fairfax. "Is he up there still?" "He hadn't come home this morning."
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