Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1904-09-01
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That's a lie!" said Arthur Carr
Lyon, slowly. and fixing the majors
eye with steady glare.
"What?" exclaimed the major.
Arthur Carr-Lyon rose, and pushed
the dispatch-box from him, with al
oath.
II meant to play you a bit longer, to
lead you on, like cat and mouse, AND
then smash you, but ] haven't pa.
tience," he said. do you remember
the morning, three weeks ago, asked
you if you knew Clifford Raven?"
Clifford Raven!" breathed the
major, sinking into chair, and
grasping the arms convulsively
Yes; and you lied, as you always
do. You said that you didn't that
you'd never heard the name. Stop
don't speak; 1t isn't worth while III
tell you who he is; he is Desmond
CarrLyon, the man who owns the title
and the estates-and you know it,"
T-I--" stammered the major.
And you know 1t all along. You
knew 1t when 1t was too late to go
back on me, or you would, wouldn't
you? But 1t didn't pay you. You'd
gone too far-youd put your head in
the moose. What do they give a man
for perjury with intent to defraud?
Seven years, That frightened you,
didn't 1t? 1t frightens you now!" and
he pointed a shaking finger at the
majors white, stricken face. But
that wasn't all. You'd made good
bargain with me; you stood to win on
the wrong horse, and you thought 1t
best TO sell the right one. You were
to have this money-this blood money
got it you were going to be off. All"
and he grinned sardonically; you'd
been off in day or two-tomorrow,
Ell? and left me to fight the battle
know you; | haven't spent all these
months in your society for nothing.
You stood to win in this game, who
ever lost-me, or Kate, or Desmond,
You-you-what can / call you?"
The major covered, absolutely
covered
"It's-it's not true" he faltered,
hoarsely. Some ones been deceiving
you"
"Yes-you!" retorted Arthur Carr
Lyon. What! you'll stand and brave
II out? You'd lie even to me. who
know all your game? Why, man, I've
seen Clifford Raven-Desmond-m
self. with my own eyes!"
"Where?" gasped the major.
Kate grasped the curtain tightly, to
keep her from falling
Now-now she could hear what she
wanted!
Arthur Carr-Lyon laughed, with
malignant enjoyment.
Where? III tell you, Under your
nose all the time. waiting for the mo-
nent TO come down upon you-and
me. You knew he was alive-stop,
spare yourself the trouble of denying
it-I know it He was in your house;
he was never very far away after
that, Why, man. | saw him myself,
in cottage at the quarry, near Sand
ford, and he's there now!"
The major sprang to mis- feet, and
looked round. fearfully, with great
drops of sweat standing on his brow
as ic he expected to see the man he
had defrauded standing beside him.
"There?" he gasped
Yes, there!" retorted Arthur Carr
Lyon. why. man. he was at the bali
at Lydcote. And do you know what he
was there for?"
The major passed his hand over his
wet brow.
Because he was in love with Miss
Kate,"
The major started, and Arthur Carr
Lyon laughed. harshy.
Yes. you have made a mess of il,
major. You have married her to tho
wrong man, But it's too late. ism I
IL? I've been one too many for you
for you, for him. for herr"
The odds were against me one
time. but some fellow knocked Des-
mond on the head. and laid him up.
and got time to play my cards. and
beat the lot of you"
The major uttered an exclamation of
important rage.
That touches you, does it?"
sneered Arthur Carr-Iyon. It's the
truth. Hates mine; let him come
forward as soon as he hkes-you can't
undo that wedding. major. You can
sell me to him, take the title and the
money, but you can't take her from
me-"
The major, utterly broken and be
wildered. leaned forward.
Il swear" he said, hCarsely, Il did
all for the best. AS you say, you have
got Kate, kept my word: give me
the money and let me so. Arthur"
he struggled with his voice, Il did all
for the best, It's not so bad, after
all, Tiff Desmond comes forward,
you can compromise-you fight him.
III stand by you. He can't prove his
identity. Give me the check"
Arthur Carr-Lyon laughed, derisive-
ly
What do you take me for9" ne
demanded, with sheer, you'd