The Wilmington daily Republican. (Wilmington, Del.) 1890-1902, 1894-06-20
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1T startles you, does it?" went on
the wretched Dye. ''It makes you draw
away from me? You did not know the
jew. or you would feel more like hum
bling yourself before me. All, a man can
be crushed and ground and trampled
underfoot and despised and spat upon,
and then the time may come when even
the cur will turn and rend the lionl
Say, my fine fellow"-he turned toward
Lamar" you're good judge. Isn't
that sop
Undoubtedly, said Lamar oncour.
agingly. Undoubtedly that is very
true. He spat upon you, and you killed
him. Very good, He had been grinding
youunder his feet for very long while?''
''Gcntlcmen, this will be a private
affair between us, strictly private We
VIII review this case together, and we
shall Judge together whether l did well.
There shall be no judge, no jury, no
hangman' S rope about this, will there,
cap?"
Decidedly not.
W. NSii, pub lt uOWn nrSt tlat q
very long time ago / was a merchants
clerk, and Felix Rosenfel was that mer.
chants private secretary Got that
down? Woll, stole money, and he
found it out That was the beginning.
But it was not the end; no, not the endl"
Mr. Dye talked in rapid feyerish
manner and clutohed the sleeve Of Max
ey's coat. His faded eyes had so much
tho appearance of mal1iac's that tho
artist could not help an involuntary
shrinking.
The wretch's manner was variable.
A fierce outbreak was succeeded by a
period OF comparative oalnness. After
his last sentence he suddenly burst out
with peal Of forced laughter. Ho
pointed to Lamar and Maxey in turn as
though they were the most obvious OBJ.
jcets of mirth
What pair Of simpletons you are,
gentlemenl Do you expect me to 20 on
and tell you all about my affairs with
the jew, with my dear Felix, the lion?
Oh, no, not at all; not at all (becoming
seriousl. He got me under his feet, and
there he kept me, grinding his heel round
and round and round and never letting
me go The more l did the more l must
do When he had woven such web
around ne that he held my honor, NV
freedom, my life, in his hand, then he
was satisfied becoming pathetic). Now,
gentlemen, don be unreasonable. Don't
ask mo to confess how it was that my
life got into his hands That's dead
matter. People gave up looking for a
solution long time ago Don't let us
rake it up at this late day and harry
up peoples souls nccdlessly Besides it
doesn't concern any of us. " m..
VERY well, " said Lamar. "let it 20.
1t amounts simply to an understanding
that this jew involved you in crime
the detection of which would have
hanged you. " ...- ....=.. .,
Mr. Dye caught his arm and suppli.
Gated him.
'Oh, my good man, don't talk that
way! You hurt my feelings, for I've got
them, bad US ! am, and besides that ia
my last card. Esteem my confidence, and
I'll whisper to you secret. When get
reduced to the last extremity and want
only one more drink to carry me off, |
know an ambitious detective to whom l
can sell my knowledge. How does that
seem for plan? 1t can't hang me then,
for shall be dead and shall have had
my whisky -
Mr.. Dye suddenly became mirthful
and chuclsled
This is terriblel" murmured Maxey.
Mr.. Dye Immediately grew fierce
again.
But it isn't for any regard of him
that keep silent Don't mistake me
there But for that accursed jew might
today have been we'll and respectable,
with home, wife, children, perhaps.
How does it turn out? My wife dies of
n broken heart. am an outcast. The
only child l ever had-she whom rear
ed from her infancy--I cannot look in
the face. am broken, tottering wretch,
and all throI ii him. Do you wonder,
then, that killed him? Do you won
der? There was that affair on the sea
road. told him that she knew part
of the secret. He got white with rage,
and | cringed before him He held mo
to blame for it, Curse himl What had
/ done? Il have kept you alive all these
years You have lived on my bounty,
you miserable curp he said. Yes, gem
tlemen, he called me n cur So l was
too. You couldn't blame him for that
He was right But it enraged me to hear
him say it, / knew was, but he made
me So Oh, to have strangled him then
and therel Then he said, You go home
and come again when have thought
about it That is what did, just what
ha. f,l1 al H.. Il IL,
tool.
"Then when came again he says
with that devilish smile of his: 1T is all
right. Dye, my boy. We must write
letter from that Hapgood woman She'd
be likely to believe in her. We emust get
her out of town to some lonely place.
The Somerset road will do. | have
thought it all ont What for, what for,
old Jew Because it is necessary.
That's enough Let us bring her to the
sea road Tuesday night. l will be in
sleigh, you ON foot. She will wait by
the side Of the road. You will walk |
past. If all is well, you will give me
the word as you see me driving by. II |
all is not well, you will not give me the |
word, and | will go up the road piece |
and turn and come buck till you say to |
me go on. Yes, yes, all very well,
devilish jew, but what for, what for9'
Are you insane that you question me2 |
You do your part Leave me to NINE
We'll, well, my sweet Felix, / have
done much for you No doubt my love
for you is very great, but am mon
ster! Am utterly without soul? Has
your tyrranous heel crushed out every |
spark of the man in me? Will l deliver
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