The Pickens sentinel-journal. (Pickens, S.C.) 1903-1906, 1905-01-04

in confidence. and then what would
force me to explain Il private matter
like this where the interests Of my eli
ents are concerned, and if the court
did 1 could simply show the letters l
have regarding the possible construc-
tion of q railroad in your section. If
you remember rightly, l did not say
the thing was an absolute certainty.
On top Of all this you'd be obliged to
prove collusion between me and the
Tompkins heirs over Il sale made by
their attorney, Mr.. Trabuc. There is
one thing certain, Mr.. Bishop, and that
is that you have forfeited your right
to any further confidence In this mat
ter. If the roud is built, you'll find
out about 1t with the rest Of your peo.
pie. You think you acted wisely in at
lacking me this way, but you have
simply cut Off your nose to spite your
face. Now, l have long car ride be-
fore me, and it's growing late"
Bishop stood up. He was quivering
as with palsy. His voice shook and
rang like that Of madman.
"You are scoundrel, Perkins," he
1 want to tell you that!'
"Well, I hope you won't make any
charge for it,"
"No; it's free" Bishop turned to the
door. There was a droop upon his
whole body. He dragged his feet as
he moved out into the unlighted corri-
dor, where he paused irrcsolutely. So
great was his agony that he almost
obcycd an impulse to go back and fall
vt the feet Of Perkins and implore his
aid TO rescue him and his family from
impending ruin. The lawyer was NOV
Ing about the room, closing his desk
and drawing down the window shade.
Its no use,' sighed Bishop as he
made his way downstairs. "I'm ruined!
Alan an Adele hain't cent to their
names, an that dcvil'- Bishop paused
on the first landing like an animal at
bay. He heard the steady step Of Per-
Kills on the floor above and for n mo-
mcnt his fingers tingled with the
thought Of waiting there in the dark
ness ana choking the life out OF the
subtle scoundrel who had taken adyan.
tage of his crcdulity.
But with groan that was half q
prayer he went on down the steps and
out into the lighted streets. At the
nrSt corner he saw a car which would
take him to his brothers, and he
hastencd to catch it,
William Bishops house was a mod
ern brick structure. standing OH a. we'll
clipped lawn which held Il Gothic sum-
mer house and two or three marble
statues. 1t was In the best portion OF
the avenue. Reaching it, the planter
left the car and approached the iron
gate which opened on to the granite
steps leading UP the terrace 1t was
now quite dark. ObcNing sudden
impulse, the old man irreSolutcly
passed by the gate and walked farther
up the street.
"Somehow I don't feel one bit like
it, he unused. II couldn't tell Will
liam. He'd think I wanted to borrow
money an 'ud git skecrd right Off. lie
always was afcerd I'd mismanagc.
An then ia hate to sp'ile Adc'"..
visit, an she could tell thar
somen wrong by me bcin' hecr in
furry. l reckon l do show it. II
could body hep it? Oh, my IH
have mercy! It's all gone, all-all II 49,.
Betsy has saved"
lie turned at the corner Of .!,. d..
cr's property and slowly re- .., Few.
haltinG steps to the gate, .- g..
not pause, continuing his WE
ward the station. y glai
""rsc showed that all thc Il
.., rs well as IL