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It blazed there in his eyes, grown watery again. Quickly David turned out more liquor, and thrust one of the cups into Brokaw's hand. The giant drank. His body sank into piggish laxness. For a moment the danger was past. David knew that time was precious. He must force his hand. "And if Hauck troubles you," he cried, striking the table a blow with his fist, "I'll help you settle for him, Brokaw!
Only a few months later, in the summer of '91, Fred Brokaw '92, was drowned at Elberon while trying to save two girls from the ocean. Both Lamar and Brokaw's pictures adorn the walls of the Varsity Club House. The first game I ever saw the Princeton Team play was with Harvard in '88, which the former won 18 to 6.
"If we secure those who will give the evidence we need evidence that the movement against us is a plot to destroy our company, the government will stand by us," replied Brokaw. "I have sounded the situation there. I have filed a formal declaration to the effect that such a movement is on foot, and have received a promise that the commissioner of police will investigate the matter.
His eyes half closed, gleaming in narrow, shining slits. His chin dropped on his chest. David prodded him on. "Bucky got her to run away with him," continued Brokaw. "Her and the kid, while she was still out of her head. Bucky even got her to write a note, he said, telling O'Doone she was sick of him an' was running away with another man. Bucky didn't give his own name, of course.
And Hauck sent away somewhere up there" she pointed northward "for Brokaw. He said I belonged to Brokaw. What did he mean?" She turned so that she could look straight into David's eyes. She was hard to answer. If she had been a woman....
In the rough and dimly lighted cabin his man sat opposite him, on a bench, his manacled hands crossed over his knees. He was a younger man than Brokaw thirty, or a little better. His hair was long, reddish, and untrimmed. A stubble of reddish beard covered his face. His eyes, too, were blue of the deep, honest blue that one remembers, and most frequently trusts. He did not look like a criminal.
He could find no spirit in sympathy with him, no chord in another breast that he could reach out and touch and thrill with understanding. Once he had hoped and tried A deep breath, almost a sigh, fell from his lips as he thought of that last night, at the Brokaw ball.
He was fairly trembling as he saw the red fire of satisfaction, of gloating pleasure, deepen in Brokaw's face. "She hasn't belonged to you very long, eh?" "Long time, long time," replied Brokaw, pausing with his cup half way to his mouth. "Years ago." Suddenly he lowered the cup so forcefully that half the liquor in it was spilled over the table.
He would keep his faith with Gregson for the promised day or two. For an hour the two men were alone in the room. At the end of that time their plans were settled. The next morning Philip would leave for Blind Indian Lake and prepare for war. Brokaw would follow two or three days later. A heavy weight seemed lifted from Philip's shoulders when he left Brokaw.
I went to Eileen Brokaw, and to-morrow some time if you care I will tell you of all that happened. First you must know this. I have found the 'power' that is fighting you down below. I have found the man who is behind the plot to ruin your company, the man who is responsible for Thorpe's crimes, the man who is responsible for that in there."
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