Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1899-08-30
CHAPTER XIV.
THE IMPOSTOR'S THREAT.


When the silence was broken at
length, it was poor old Percy who
broke it.
"This is pretty business" he said.
And what a blithering, laundering
pedigree ass have made Of myself It
Is all my fault, old man, and feel-I
really do-that to chuck myself into
the Neva Is the only and certainly the
most appropriate and endurable thing
left for P. J. N. to do"
Nonsense" said. lit will all come
right. We shall never find the right
track until we have tried and rejected
each wrong one that crosses it and leads
us astray. Don't look so glum, Percy,
nor you Borofsky either. 1t isn't your
fault. You did your best, and did it
we'll. How could you tell he was not
father, when even mother and 1 passed
the photo as authenticH"
"Still one feels what a mess one has
made of the thing" said Borofsky.
"But look here-Count Boris, and you,
too, Mr.. Percy. you may both be wit
nesses-I hereby swear that I haven t
done with this sham count yet. not by
a long wayl He has got the better Of
us this time, but one day l shall turn
the tables on him!"
Don't frighten him, Borofsky,"
said. "We shall be more likely to make
him of use to Us if we let him be
awhile.
"All right. all right, said Borofsky.
~ shall do nothing foolish. intend
to win next time. my friend; my repu'
tation has leeway to make up. If you
are kind enough to forget it, cannot. "
$50 has mine, said Percy. land I'm
with you in this. Borofsky. If we can
score off the rascals. we will. Is it a
league2'
League or no league" growled Bo-
rofsky. who was despondent and not
very genial, I'm not going to rest un-
til I'm quits with the fellow. We
ought. of course. to inform the police
that he is here-whoever he may be
and let them take this matter over. He
is sure to be up to no good But the
countess wishes him left to himself,
and l would prefer it that way, because
if the police get finger in the pie the
fellow is as good as delivered out of our
hands. and l. for one, have not done
with him.
"Only don't forget, Borofsky,"
said, "that the main idea is to find IA
ther. If there were not the hope of get
ting this rascal to disgorge some i'm
portant information about the count,
which mother seems to think he may
possess, should be in favor Of letting
the police have him"
"And remember. you, said Borof,
sky, "that he will not stick at lie,
nor at hundred lies, in order to be left
in the house undisturbedl Why do
you suppose he has come hereF'
ITO live we'll and luxuriously on
nothing a year. 1 should think.
laughed.
"Not bit Of it, said Borofsky, who
was not overpolite tonight l forgave
USCduoC uO was oOA e
after his defeat and disappointment.
'tNot bit of it. He would not risk so
much for the sake of comfortable quar-
tiers. He has a game on. deep and
probably most Internal and murderous
game, of some sort. and he is going to
play it from the safe and convenient
sanctuary Of Count Landrinof's town
mansion and to pass-having found
that he can do so with impunity-as
the connt himself There. mark my
words, and will remind you of them
presently This man is going to play a
deep game He is a revolutionist. prob
ably nihiliist. and he is taking the
advantage Of his unexpected likeness tc
the count. your father. in order to
carry on his Vaccinations without sus-
picion Do you follow mef"
"Gad, Borofskyl" exclaimed Percy,
with admiration. "It's a jolly good
idear'
concurred.
"But." said, "how is fathers dis.