Democratic Northwest. [volume] (Napoleon, Ohio) 1869-1894, 1888-05-03

uiddings suddenIy tnrew mp the window and
leaned out to shout to policeman Then be
looked back to Philip.
"Another step and your wife goes 10 jailf'
~ won't touch you.n And Philip folded
his arms across his breast, while the red blood
forsook his face at the threat. He was In
this contemplate creatures power. He might
grind his teeth at him; he must obey him.
"You seem very obtuse, Mr.. Breton" ex-
planned the lawyer, from a respectful dis
tance 81 have no i'll will toward Mrs
Breton, a very modest and may add
Gas sure as there is God, II you speak Of
her so, will throw you from the window.
Your Sc, Get will die with you then"
The lawyer smRed unhealthily. II want
money, that is all there is to it. You are
rich. Mrs. Breton-well, well, don't be an
cry. In word, want to be paid to keep
my secret
Philip cast a glance of ineffable contempt
at dim. Then he put his hands behind him
ED walked slowly across the room. The
rsice of life, of honor, Of liberty Nomoney
/ could measure it. But what trust could he
rest in the fidelity of so base creature as
thisl The vampire would suck his blood for
ever, and forever cry for more; he would
| learn that his victim would make himself a
| beggar TO save this woman, and would beg
I, gar him without shame. The creature might
not stop with money favors; he might re-
quire to be made companions; to be invited
to his table, and presented to his friends; to
be godfather to his children, and at last, in
anger at some unintended slight, or in some
drunken dchauch, might bring or call down
the ruin dreaded so long. His lifelong slav-
cry would have been in vain. Better a
dungeon-no, Bertha must not be sacrificed.
Philip turned on his heel and stopped before
his tormentor.
"How much do you want"
His CLASSY eye frightened. "Oh, will not
be too hard just because have got the whip
hand of YOU Say $500, and your secret is
safe"
''For how longF' sneered Philip.
Forever" answered Giddings, with virtu-
aus decision. 81 swear before God l will
never ask another penny of you; and your
secret shall die with me-"
Philip had taken out his pocketbook. He
found $50 bill; then he drew check for
$50. The poor lawyer eyed the money with
a great tenderness; his heart softened at
sight of it, and the love Of appreciation, that
never dies out of even the most degraded
soul, stirred in his.
II aint so bad fellow, after all, )" he said,
as he took up the money; II know lots of
men who in my place wouldn't have let you
off for less than a cool thousand"
"Your circle of friends must be very
select" Philip was moving toward the door.
''To be sure, to be sure" but somehow the
lawyer kept close to him, II couldn't help
feeling sorry for you; aud then your wife is
such nice wonln; it never seemed to me
iails were made for such as she"-
''Stop yoar driveling," cried Philip, turn
ing on him SO suddenly that the man fanciet
at first he had been struck, keep your blood
money, but don't dare to breathe her name
even in your prayers"
The lawyer chuckled to himself when tn
door closed behind his wealthy client g
suppose have considerable grit"
Then he pocketed the bill and scrutinizet
the check. "But was almost too easy witt
him. Some fellows, now, would have jus
bled him.
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