Union County courier. [volume] (Elk Point, Union County, D.T. [S.D.]) 187?-1913, 1896-04-09

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| customer. ''Ail square, the secOnu e,erA
said in half.whispered aside. "It's him
right enough"
| the notes with of wctted fingers.
Guy took them mp mechanically, like
| drunken man, counted them over, one by
one, in strange, dased way, and staggered
out at last to the cab to hewitt.
hewitt leaned forward and took the
bundle from his hands. Guy stood on the
''Thats right" hewitt said, clasping the
bundle tight. "Rio Negro Diamond and
Sapphire Mines. csbby, 1T Knatchbull
| Street. Cheapsde."
The cabman whipped up his horse and
disappeared round the corner, leaving Guy
Warning alone-like fool-on the pave
mcnt.
For a minute or two the dazed and daz-
zled journalist stood there. nwaking by
degrees, "a from some trance or stupeiac-
| ton. At first he could only stand still and
gaze vacsntly down the street after the dis
| slowly, and the mist that hung over his
| mind dispelled itself bit by bit, he was
able to walk u few steps at q time toward
the nearest shops. where he looked in at
| the windows in,ent.y. with hollow stare,
| and tired to collect his scattered wits Tor Q
transaction.
All ut once as he looked, the full folly OF
his deed burst, in its true light. upon his
| muddled brain. He had handed hewitt
six thousand pounds in Bank of England
hotes. to waste or lose. or speculate, or
run away with.
Six--thou>and-pound ofCyril's money!
Not that for one moment he suspected
hewitt. Guy Warning was too innocent to
J suspect anybody. But as h" woke up more
fully now to the nature OF his own act. a
horrible sense Of guilt and pollution crept
T forehead. Cold sweat stood III clammy,
small. drops upon his brow. Bit by bit the
hate nj truth dawned clearly upon him.
hewitt had lure,i him BY strange means. he
knew not how, int" hateful cr,me---into .
disgrace.u conspiracy. Word by word the
his lips
He spoke it cut aloud: "Why-this-is
forgery"
Dazzlcd and stunned by the intensity of
| that awful awaking from some weird pos
| session or suggestion Of evil by stronger
mind, Guy Warning began to walk on III .
| teveri>h fashion; la-t, last oh, so fast. not
knowing where he went but conscious only
| that he must keep moving, lest an accusing
| conscience Should gnaw his very heart out.
Whittier. he hadn't rs Yet the iantest
| idea. His whole being, torthe moment, was
/
unspcakable rerorsc. He had done
| q great wrong. He had made
| himself q felon. And now. in the
| first recoii of his revoitcd nature, he must
| go after the man who held the evidences
| his guilt. and by force or persuasion de-
mand them at once from him. Those
notes We're Gyrls. lie must get them. lie
| must get them
Possessed by this one idea. with devour-
ing force, but still in a very ncbulous and
| hazy form. Guy, began walking toward
| the Strand and the Embankmen:, ut the
top of his speed, to get the notes hacE-at
Montague Nevitt's chambers. He had
walked with fiery zeal in that wrong d.
| rectiOn Tor nearly mile, his heart burning
within him all the way, and his BRAN in u
| whirl, before it began to strike him, in q
fash Of common-sense that Montague
Neyitt wouldn't be there at all. He had
driven off to the office Guy clapped his
hand to his forehead once in All agony of
remorse. Great heavens. what folly! He
had heard him tell the cabnam the ad-
dress himself-"127 knatchbul Street,
Cheapside.
hail a cab and 70 alter him. His faculties
were still numbed and entranced by
that horrible spell of Montague
Nevitt's eye He had but one
thought-to walk Oar, walk hastily. He
tramped along the strsetsi in the direction ct
/
at the office before hewitt had parted with
| Cyril's six thousand; but he never even
| thought OF saving the reciOus moments by
driving the distance between inStai Of
walking it. Montague Nevitts cr.ona.ity
still weighed down hal! his brain. and
| rendered his mind almost childish or
imbecile.
| Hurrying on so through crowded streets
now walking. row running now pausing
now painting knncking up here against u
little knot OF wayfarers, aud delayet again
there by All untiin4lv block at some crowd
ed crossing, he turned the corner u, last
| with beating heart into narrow pave
ment Of All alley marked up as knatcnbull
Street. Number l27 was visible rom atar.
A mob of excited people marked its site
by lettering about the door. Two police
men held off the angrer spirits among the
shareholders. But. nothing daunted by
the Dress. Guy forced his way in and looked
| around the room. trembling for Montague
hewitt. Too late! hewitt wasn't there
The unhappy dupe turned to the clerk in
charge.
HAS Mr.. Montague hewitt been here?"
he asked in . voice all tremulous with
emotion.
..Mr. Montague Nevitt?" responded the
clerk. Just gone ten minutes ago. Came
to settle Mr.. Whitley's call-his brother-in-
thing tor your
Hes paid in six thousand pounds?"
Guy gasped out interroRatlvely.
The clerk gazed at him hard with . sus-
picious glance. 'Are you shareholder"
he asked, with one eye on the policeman.
"What do YOU want TO know for?"
eyes, I'm q shareholder, unfortunately"
Guy answered. still in a maze. Il hold
three hundred original shares. My names
Guy Warning You've got me on your
books. Mr.. hewitt has paid three thousand
IN Mr.. Whitnevs name and three thousand
tor me; that was our Arrangement
The clerk glanced hard at HIM again.
''Waring!" he repeated turning over the
leaves of his big book for further vertical
ton. ''Waring! Warning! Warning! All.
here it is. Warning, Guy; journalist; y
Staple Inn; 500 shares" Three hundred
pounds paid. Then we call up to
three thousand. No, Mr.. hewitt didn't
settle for you, sir. He paid Mr.. Whit
ley's call in full. That was all. Nothing
else. You're still our debtor"
He didn't pay up!" Guy exclaimed,
clapping his hands to his head, all the
black guile treachery of the man coming
home to him at once, ct one fell blow.
He . didn't ppay up for me! Oh, this is too.
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