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

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customer. ..All square, the seconu c,erA
said in halt. whispered aside. Its him
And the Gu .hier proceeded to count out
the notes with oft-wetted fingers.
Guy took them up mechanically, like
drunken man, counted them over, one by
one. in strange. dased way, and staggered
out at last to the cab to hewitt.
bundle from his hands. Guy stood on the
pavement aud looked vacantlv In at him.
''.That's right" hewitt said, clasping the
bundle tight "Rio Negro Diamond and
Sapphire Mines. cabby, 1T Knatchbull
The cabman whipped up his horse and
disappeared round the corner, leaving Guy
Waring alone-like fool-on the pave
mcnt.
For minute or two the dazed and DAG
zled journalist stood there. nwaking by
degrees. a. from some trance or stupeiac-
ton. At first he could only stand still and
gaze vacantly down the street alter the dis
appearing cab: but rs his brain cleared
slowly, and the mist that hung over his
mind dispelled itself bit by bit. he was
able to walk few steps ut q time toward
the nearest shops. where he looked in at
the windows intenty, with hollow stare,
and triel TO collect ms scattered wits Tor
transaction.
All at once, as he looked, the full folly OF
his deed burst, in its true light, upon his
mqddled brain. He had handed hewitt
six thousand pounds in Bank of England
notes. to waste. or lose. or speculate, or
run away with.
Six-thou>and-pountis ofCyril's money!
Not that for one moment he suspected
hewitt. Guy Warning was too innocent to
susnect anybody. But as he woke up more
fully now to the nature OF his own act. q
horrible sense Of guilt and pollution crept
slowly over him, lie put hi- maud to his
forehead. Cold sweat stood III clainmy,
small. drops upon his brow. Bit by bit the
hate al truth dawned clearly upon him.
hewitt had lure, him by strange means. he
knew not how. into hateful cr,me--into .
disgrace.ul conspiracy Word by word the
self-accusing sentence framed itself upon
his lips.
He spoke it cut aloud: ''Why-this-is
forgery"
Dazzled and stunned by the intensity of
that awful awaking from some weird pos
session or suggestion Of evil by Il stronger
mind, Guy Waring began to walk on in .
feveri>h fashion,, la>t, last. oh. SO fast. not
knowing where he went. but conscious only
that he must keep moving, lest All accusing
conscience should gnaw his very heart out.
Whittier he hadn't MS yet the iaintest
idea. His whole being, Tor the moment, was
conferred and summed up in that
unspcakable renorsc. He had done
himself feon. And now in the
first recoil Of his revo.tcd nature he must
60 after the man who held the evidences 0
his guilt, and by force or persuasion de-
mand them ut once from him. Those
notes We're CyrIl's. lie must get them. lie
must get them.
Possessed by this one idea. with deyour.
YrD 1,u.fS fii nj md
hazy form. Guy. began walking toward
the Strand and the Embankment, at the
top Of his speed. to get the notes hack-at
Montague Nevitt's chambers. He had
walked with fiery yea, in that wrong d.
rection Tor nearly mile, his heart burning
whirl, before it began to strike him. in a
flash OF common-sense. that Montague
Neyitt wouldn't be there ut ALL He had
driven off to the office. Guy clapped his
hand to his forehead once in an agony of
remorse. Great heavens. what folly! He
dress himself-'127 knatchbuil Street,
Cheapside.
Even now he hadn't sense enough to
hail q cab and 30 after him. His faculties
were still numbed and entranced by
that horrible spell of Montague
Nevitt's eye He had but one
thought-tO walk On. walk hastily. He
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Cheapside. straining every muscle " arrive
at the office before hewitt had parted with
Cyri1s six thousand; but he never even
thought OF saving The recious moments by
driving the distance between instead Of
walking it. Montague Nevitt's per onaity
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. knocking up here against u
little knot OF waytarers, and delayed again
there by an untim-ly block at some crowd,
ed crossing, he turned the corner u, last
with beating heart, into barrow pave
ment of All alley marked up as knatcnhull
Street. Number 127 was visible rom affair.
A mob of excited people marked its site
by lettering about the door. Two police
men held off the angrier 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
HAS Mr.. MONTAGUE hewitt been herea"
he asked in . voice all tremulous with
"Mr. Montague Nevitt?" responded the
clerk. 'Just gone ten minutes ago. Came
to settle Mr.. Whitley's call-his brother-in-
laws. Went of in . cab. Can ! do any
thing for your"
Hes paid in sir thousand pounds?"
Guy gasped out interrogatlvely.
The clerk gazed at him hard with q sus-
picious glance. "Are you shareholder"
he asked. with one eye on the policeman.
"What do you want to know ior?"
Eyes, I'm q shareholder, unfortunately, /"
Guy answered, still in q maze. Il hold
three hundred original shares. My names
Guy Warning You've got me on your
books. Mr.. hewitt has paid three thousand
for me; that was our ARRANGEMENT.
The clerk glanced hard 1t him again.
''Waring!" he repeated, turning over the
leaves Of his big book for further vertical
ton. ''Waring! Waring! Warning! All.
here it is. Warning. Guy; journalist; q
Staple Inn; 800 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,
ciapping his hands to his head, all the
black guile treachery Of the man coming
home to him at once. at one fell blow.
He didn't pay up for me! Oh, this is too,
He paused for a moment Floods of