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Updated: June 6, 2025
So was the Atlantic Garden and the Viennese lady musicians. Thus, for one long twelve-month they loved after nature's fashion, nor thought of the crime. Sometime in the latter part of last year it may have been in October, or November, or December Mr. Julius Westfall was summoned to the German fatherland. It became necessary to dispose of his business and to bid adieu to Louise.
Swept by a sudden gust of terrible anger, he gripped Themar's shoulders and shook him until the valet's face was dark with fear. "Why," hissed the Baron, "did you lie? Why did you go to the Westfall camp and attack Poynter? Why did you swear these scars came from a disastrous flight in a stolen aeroplane? Why have you been spying upon Miss Westfall when I expressly forbade it?"
Brandon will have receivers built that will take in any wave possible of propagation, and Westfall, the cautious old egg, will have them running twenty-four hours a day, with automatic recorders, finders, and everything else that Brandon can invent and believe me, sweetheart, that's a lot of stuff!"
And when a young lady listens once, the poet tells us, she "will listen twice." Thus it came to pass that before Julius Westfall had been long gone perhaps before he was even half seas over Mr. Nisson began to meander around with Miss Ruff, to quaff the foaming lager, and to be on hand in the Bowery Garden when the band began to play.
"Days back," rumbled the Baron thoughtfully, "I assigned to Themar the task of discovering the identity of the man who er acquired a certain roadster of mine and who, I felt fairly certain, would not lose track of Miss Westfall but Themar, Poynter, came to grief " "Yes?" said Philip coolly. "You interest me exceedingly."
"And Themar?" inquired Philip coldly. "He was not injured so badly as I feared," admitted Tregar slowly. "His accident," commented Philip quietly, "was to say the least coincidental and convenient." "Just what do you mean?" "Just why," begged Philip icily, "did you wish me to intrude further upon the hospitality of Miss Westfall?" "There was an errand," reminded the Baron blandly.
In fact, I'm getting so sick of sticking around doing nothing that I'm going out anyway, if I have to go alone in a lifeboat!" Impetuous and violent as Brandon had always been, never before had he gone to such lengths as to suggest a disruption of the partnership; and Westfall, knowing that Brandon, in his most violent moments, never threatened idly, thought long before he replied.
'cause if you have, look at that forehanded and 'sponsible man there, deacon Westfall, and you see the rich man. And then look at that 'ere pauper, dragged away in that ox-cart from his wife for ever, like a feller to States' Prison, and you see Lazarus. Recollect what follered, John Porter, and have neither art nor part in it, as you are a Christian man. "It fairly made me sick all day.
Your great love and ambition for the boy drove you to madness." He paused. "You are fully decided to break faith with Phaedra, knowing what may come of it?" "Yes. Even if my great love for Miss Westfall did not drive me on " "To indiscretion!" supplied the Baron dryly. "As you will. Even then, to me it is now the one way out. With Granberry dead, with the treacherous paper in my possession "
Not so the women. They cried for vengeance; but they cried in vain, and were met with smiles. Mrs. Westfall argued long that punishment should be dealt the offender. "Anyway," she persisted, "it was real defiant of him putting that up on the tree. I might forgive him but for that." "Yes," spoke the Virginian in their midst, "that wasn't sort o' right. Especially as I am the man you're huntin'."
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