The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1904-02-28

! the shares gives us our profit. You
stare! ] can face anything, risk any
thing. sooner than restart life as a pau
per. No one here knows but our two
| selves. Keep this Tittlewood back till
saturday. and he shall see the payable
ore turned up In tons with his own eyes
I The surprise element OF the visit is our
salvation. He is bound to be impressed
and TO carry back a report favora Bile
enough as to developments to start a
boom And then
And then" David Heron had
closed his eyes i'm a sort Of increduIous
horror to shut cut the haggard tempt
Ing face. For the moment that wave OF
nerce resentment had prompted him to
catch by the throat i'm one strangling
clutch the man who had led him blind
fold to the edge Of this precipice. Just
in time there came the recollection thaJ
h was Sheilas father still And then
-?' he repeated bitterly Exposure
AND the felons dock for all concernedg'
No, Nearer ne came till his breath
famed hot on the young Scotsman s
check. Let me tell YOU all before you
decide. realize once for all that have
srnk so low that my alternative TO ruin
would be suicide. No, that exposure
need never come, II has been obviat ted
by a fateful stroke OF destiny Do you
know why the old managers ceased
wCrking the mine in reality Heron. if
thc miners had known. they were work
ing daily Ia the shadow of death. II
was found out afterward. and hushed
mp. to prevent a collapse I'm the shares;
but the syndicate has found out and
viii utilize the discovery.
Listen, At the very foot Of the main
Il
tunnels slope away. there is only a
casing Of black cement and a foot-thick
layer Of quartz holding back an accu-
mulated flow Of water from the lake. a
mile away-far more than enough water
TO food the mine forever and end it's
history The moment our present OBJ
ject is attained that water will be set
free Think or all your hard savings
and your hopes. Are they not worth
a months silence. a little help at this
extremity
MOI" IT burst brokenly from Herons
lips He had drawn slowly back; his
hand was upon the door. mol / see
II al; l know now You have been
more than generous TO me; that was the
bait. You have allowed yourself 10 be
come the tool OF obscure scoundrels.
but ycu do not make me your tool in
turn! IL what YOU say Is true, every
moment longer that l identity myself
with the Little Goliath mine is a mo-
ment of everlasting discredit to the man
who worked to win your
'Ah. now think twice, You had foR-
gotten. You hoped for my daughter.
II the worst happens TO me, Heron. the
worst happens to you lie pointed to
ne private door. You force me TO play
my last card in this life-and-death
drama. She was here a few moments
ego an2 confessed that she loved you.
That gave me my idea: ] edmit IL. Do
you want herr Then that is her price.
] simply say Lambert LttIewood must
be kept back. There IA no one but
you TO trust. If he should reach the
mine tomorrow you will see no more
in this life Of Foskett and his daughter.
Think
Heavens, Sheila the price of thatv'
That hard sob In his throat. his face
white and rigid with the intensity OF
the most terrible mental battle a man
could know. Heron stode 10 and fro.
Thrice ne turned with that fierce MOI
on his lips. and thrice looked quickly
away from the man whose face Showed