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Just, forbearing, soft-spoken, and not avaricious, Sayler Rainey deserved no injury from any living being. He was unmarried, and, having met with a disappointment in love, had avowed his intention never to marry, but to bequeath all the property he should acquire to his partner's only son, Andrew Zane. What, then, was the motive of this double murder?

"It does look that way," I said with a touch of melancholy. "That street railway grab was the beginning of our rake's progress. We've been going it, hell bent, ever since." He tossed his handsome head and was about to launch into an angry defense of himself. But my manner checked him. He began to plead. "You can stop it, Sayler. Everybody out there says you can.

There Iohn Peters of Delft Sayler of the Hollandia, and Koelken van Maidenblick of the Amsterdam were set on shore vpon the Island of S. Laurence, where they were left because they had committed certaine notorious crimes. Their Oxen haue great lumpes of fat vpon their backes: Their sheepes tayles way at the least twelue pound, being of an elle long, and two and twentie inches thick.

"Burbank's got good men around him." "You approve of his Cabinet?" "Of course, they're all strong party men. I like a good party man. I like a man that has convictions and principles, and stands up for 'em." "Your newspapers say some pretty severe things about those men." "So I read," said he, "but you know how that is, Mr. Sayler. They've got to pound 'em to please the party.

"For God's sake, Burbank!" I exclaimed. "All these people are watching us." "To hell with them!" he ground out. "I tell you, Sayler, I will be nominated! And elected too, by God! I will not be thrown aside like an emptied orange-skin. I will show them that I am President." Those words, said by some men, in some tones, would have thrilled me.

Partridge, at the foot of the table, cried out in alarm: "Make room for the Senator between you and Mr. Dominick, Roebuck! He ought to be as near the head of the table as possible." "No matter where Senator Sayler sits, it's the head of the table," said Roebuck.

Suddenly he turned on me, his eyes full of fear and suspicion. "Have you laid a plot to ruin me, Sayler? It certainly looks that way. Have you a secret ambition for the presidency " "Don't talk rubbish, James," I interrupted. Those few meaningless votes in the national convention had addled his common sense. "Sit down, calm yourself, tell me all about it."

He was there to see that each of us, his creatures, dependent absolutely upon him for our political lives, should vote as he had sold us in block. There was no chance to shirk or even to squirm. As the roll-call proceeded, one after another, seven of us, obeyed that will frowning from the gallery, jumped through the hoop of fire under the quivering lash. I was eighth on the roll. "Sayler!"

I had them telephone from the lodge for the coroner and personally saw to it that the corpse should be reported as found in the open woods a long distance from my place. But Granby had left a message "to the public" in his room at the hotel: "Senator Sayler ruined me and drove me to death. I have gone to hang myself in his park. Down with monopoly!"

Honest, he ain't as bad as you think, he don't know no better, and it's because he liked and still likes you that he wants you back." He leaned across the desk toward me, in his earnestness, and I could not doubt his sincerity. "Sayler," he went on, "take my advice, get out of the state. You ain't the sort that gives in, and no more is he.

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