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Finally he cried: "Ready-O!" The wire tightened and the slack disappeared under Smaltz's steady pull. The carpenter and the crew watched the cross-arm anxiously as the strain came upon it under the taut wire. Their faces brightened as it held. Smaltz looked at Jennings quizzically. "More?" "You ain't heard me tell you yet to stop," was the snarling answer. "Here goes, then."
It was not until she read it again together with Smaltz's confession, that it came to her clearly. When it did she was dumfounded by the extent of Sprudell's villainy, his audacity, the length to which his mania for revenge would take him. It was like a plot in one of his own preposterous melodramas! And was he to be allowed to get away with it?
Smaltz's eyes opened wide as Bruce shoved it hard. He stared as though he thought Bruce had gone out of his mind. Then the dynamos began to pick up. "What you goin' to do?" he shouted above the screech of the belting and the hot bearings. "You're going to tell the truth!" The last vestige of Bruce's self-control vanished.
The peculiar emphasis did not escape Bruce and he was still thinking of the look he had caught on Smaltz's face as he asked Banule: "Is this mica right? Is it the kind you need?" Smaltz looked at Banule from the corner of his eye. "'Taint exactly what I ought to have," Banule responded cheerfully. "I forgot to specify when I ordered, but I guess I can make it do it's good enough."
With sullen satisfaction: "And it's cost him plenty you bet " Inexplicable things suddenly grew clear to Bruce. "You turned the boat loose in Meadows " "Yes." "You wrecked it on that rock " "Yes." "You fouled the mercury in the boxes?" "Yes." "And Toy!" The look of murder came back into Bruce's face, his hand crept toward Smaltz's throat. "Don't lie! What did you do to Toy?"
Brutally, in utter savagery, Bruce ground Smaltz's face into the rough planks littered with nails and sharp-copper filings, whenever he could dragging him, shoving him, working him each second a little closer to the machinery with the frenzy of haste. He had not yet recovered from his run but Smaltz was no match for his great strength. A glimmer of Bruce's purpose came to Smaltz at last.
"And I've tried so hard." "You've sure worked like a horse." There was a look that was half pity, half grudging admiration on Smaltz's impudent face. Banule was to run the power-house for the day and complete some work inside, so when Bruce had finished with the mercury he told Smaltz to telephone Banule from the pump-house that they were ready to start.
He had not dared yet to lift his eyes to look behind save for that one glance. "My God! they're comin' right together!" The sharp cry from the hind sweepman made him turn. They had rounded the ledge abreast and Smaltz's boat inside was crowding Saunders hard.
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