Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1905-11-18
Ills Hearts Desire
By SIR WALTER BEsANT
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CHAPTER xvI.-tContinued.,
By SIR WALTER BESANT

Every WELL" said David. But you
can't touch the money without the pa
pers, can you? Without talking of those
coupons for the present, what should you
say supposing | was to show you now
this minute-one of the other papers that
were in the box?"
do you mean it, David2 do you mean
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II mean business, uncle. l mean sell
ing, not giving"
Il suppose" said Daniel, trying to
preserve a calm exterior, but trembling
down TO the tips of his fngers--"I sup
pose, David, that the man who has the
box has communicated with you because
he thinks you are my enemyT'
You may suppose so, uncle, If you
like"
Papers stolen from me-papers the
unlawful possession of which would in
sure him a long imprisonment
Just as you like. uncle. Only-don't
you seef--at the first mention of the
word Imprisonment all these papers
would be dropped into the fire."
"Show me-prove to me-that you
know something about the box"
Il am going to prove it to you" Da-
vid left the door and came back to the
table, standing over his luncle. What
will you give me, l ask you gain, for
only one paper out of the box, just to
prove that the other papers exist2
What paper is it'll"
you shall see; one of the papers that
are worth nothing. l have actually got
1t in this packet, and you shall have it
If you give me ten pounds for it; not a
penny less-ten pounds. If you refuse,
and | have to take it back, ten pounds
worth of the coupons shall be torn up
and burned. Tomorrow | shall come
back and make the same proposal, and
the next day the same, and every day
that you refuse you shall have ten
pounds worth of those coupons burned.
When they are all gone you will be
sorry"
"Ohl l don't know what this man
means" the old man cried in distress
Nephew, l am getting tired of this. |
Show me the paper if you have it with |
you, and l will tell you what l will do.
Put it into my hands"
Well | don't mind doing that. If |
you tear it up | shall want the ten
pounds just the same. 1t doesn't matter
to me if you tear up all the papers
Movie unfolded the brown paper
packet-"what do you think of this p
The last will and testament Of Daniel
Leighan.'
He placed it in his uncle's hands.
This is precious document, truly" |
said Daniel, "a valuable document. Why, |
man, I've made another will since"
II don't care how many wills you have
made. l don't care whether it is valua-
n sg
pounds. Tear it up or burn it, Just as
you like. But ten pounds"
You are a demon, David You were
only fool when you went away. You
have come back a demon"
"Who made me, then2 You. Come |
don't let US talk any more There is
your paper. Give me my ten pounds and |
l will go. Tomorrow or next day, Just |
as please, shall come back"
Daniel Leighan's hands trembled and
he hesitated. But he did not doubt his
nephew's words. He knew that the box
the papers were within David's reach,
If not in his power.
He opened his desk and took out of it
one of those little round boxes which
are made for bottles of marking ink. A
sovereign just fits into those boxes. He
kept one in his desk filled with soyer-
eigns. Mary went over to Moreton once
month to get the money for him. He
held this box tightly in his left hand, and
began very slowly to count out ten
pounds.
Here, David" he said, with a heavy
sigh; here Is the money. If you had
read this will you would have found
yourself put down for something good.
Well, so far l forgive you. But don't
tempt me too much, or you may find my
real last will and testament a very diff
ferent thing. You are my nephew, Da-
vid-my only nephew-and I've got
good deal to leave"
AS for my inheritance, uncle, l am
going to take it out of you bit by BIT
little to-day and a little tomorrow. I
shall enjoy it better that way. think
that's all. oh, no! You may be Ink
Ing to charge me with unlawful posses.
sion of your property. If you do, tho
whole of the papers will go into the FIRE.
Remember that! And now, uncle, I
think I've done a good mornings work.
Take care not TO talk about this little
matter to any one, or 1t will be the worse
for you--mind, not to Mary or TO George
or to anybody. If you breathe a word,
all the papers go into the fire."