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"I guess you never saw Cleveland, Ohio, then," said Fitz, "'n' Euclid Avenue, 'n' Wade Park, 'n' the cannons in the square, 'n' the breakwater, 'n' never eat Silverthorn's potatoes at Rocky River, 'n' never went to a picnic at Tinker's Creek, 'n' never saw Little Mountain 'n' the viaduct." "You are quite right," said little Miss Burton, "I never did."
I was a little piqued, and inquired: "Well, how do you get on toward being in a position to pay him?" But I regretted my thrust. Silverthorn's face fell, and he could make no reply. "Is there no prospect of success with those machines you were talking of last year?" I asked more kindly. "No," said he, sadly. "I'm afraid not. I shall never succeed. It all depends on Vibbard, now.
"Silverthorn's orders," he said shortly. At the other's emphatic negative Sanderson laughed again. "Maison's, then. Sure Maison's," he added, as the other's flush deepened. Sanderson got up. "Don't take it so hard," he advised the resident buyer. "I ain't goin' to bite you. What I'm wonderin' is, did Maison give you that order personally, or did you get it from your boss."
To his question the station agent informed him that Dave Silverthorn might be found in his office on the second floor of the building. Sanderson went up. A sign on a glass door bore Silverthorn's name. Sanderson entered without knocking. Silverthorn was seated at a desk in a far corner of the room. He looked up as Sanderson opened the door, and said shortly: "Well what is it?"
From time to time during the two years, I encountered the friends casually; and I remember having a fancy that their faces which of course altered somewhat, as they matured were acquiring a kind of likeness; or, rather, were exchanging expressions. Silverthorn's grew rounder and brightened a degree in color; his glance had less momentum in it; he looked more commonplace and contented.
But there seems to be a relief in letting you know." I was expressing my pleasure at being of any use to him, when the ominous sound of the approaching cars made itself heard, and I had to hurry off. But, all the way back to the city, I could think of nothing but Silverthorn's announcement; and suddenly there flashed upon me the secret and the danger of the whole situation.
If you'll admit before a notary that you are not Will Bransford we'll hand you back the four thousand Dale took from you, give you ten thousand in addition and safe conduct out of the county. That strike you?" Sanderson did not answer. Silverthorn's face reddened. "You're a damned fool!" he sneered, venomously. "We'll keep you in jail here for a thousand years, if necessary. We'll do worse!
Silverthorn's lips certainly curled with contempt now. Vibbard answered: "I heard you pleading with Ida to promise herself to you." "That's a lie," said Silverthorn, calmly. "Didn't you say to her, 'You have never yet fully engaged yourself to me? Weren't you pleading?" "Yes.
Sanderson walked down the street toward the hotel. He would have Owen sign the withdrawal blank before morning that would defeat Maison's plan to gain evidence of the impersonation. Sanderson had not been gone from Silverthorn's office more than five minutes when Dale entered.
"We've still got a chance," he told Silverthorn. And then he told the latter of his suspicions about Sanderson. Silverthorn's eyes gleamed. "That's possible," he said, "but how are you going to prove it?" "There's a way," returned Dale. He went to the door, and shouted the names of two men, standing in the doorway until they came the two men who had accompanied him that morning.
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