Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1908-05-28


the opportunity TO speak the whole
truth and nothing but II, II didn't
"Too badv' murmured the little man
with an exaggerated sympathy thai
did not impose on his victim, while he
gravely chalked his cue. American
beds are hard to get used to, eh?" He
received no answer and leaned across
the table for difficult shot, paused
and regarded the young man thought,
fully. Lord Croyland. 4 am after a
certain piece Of information and have
reason to believe that you can give II
to me-"
II shall be pleased, | am sure" said
Richard. with admirably simulated In
dolence, although he was never more
keenly alive to the possibilities Of a
situation In his life
The little man laid his cue upon the
table, busted his hands and planted
himself squarely in front Of the pseudo
nobleman.
"What-in your opinion-is the most
approved method-of branding a heif-
erY
1t was coming. then? Well, he would
admit nothing. deny everything. There
was no law Of business, honor or love
to compel him to confess anything to
Mr. Corrigan.
Branding a heiferr repeated Rich
ard vacantly while he screwed In his
monocle and stared at his companion.
"Really-'pon my word-T'-
Michael Corrigan burst into q laugh.
"Come. come, Dick How good
that monosyllable sounded after this
cursed Croyland business! Now he
could understand why Bills hated to
be called woolsey. 1T won't do" con-
tinued Corrigan genially. I'm too old
a bird to be caught with such salt
Out with II. boy! What's the meaning
Of this tomfooleryr"
II had come at last, then! No con.
fession would be necessary. With a
sudden revulsion Of feeling Richard
experienced a great sense OF relief.
Fortune had decided for him.
Mr.. Corrigan." said Richard, hold
ing out his hand-he knew when he
was beaten-while his features became
radiant with smiles, when you came
through that door awhile ago I wished
you safely In hades. Let's get out into
the sunshine. want to make a clean
breast Of II. for. to tell you the truth,
I'm In the devil Of a pickle
Mr.. Corrigan laughed again and led
the way through the front hall. On the
veranda they met Miss Harriet coming
from the garden with her arms full OF
fresh cut roses.
-Going for a walk?" she asked. al
Jon wait moment I'd like to join
you--
Young person." said her uncle with
mock severity. "there is hardly enough
Of Lord Croyland to go around, II
seems. I've got him for half an hour
and I'm going to keep him! Shoow
He took Richards arm and led him
along the gravel path.
'Is that the reason ~ he whispered
slyiy jerking his thumb In the direc
don OF his niece. Richard blushed
oh. you young dog! Well. cam
blame you, Dick. Great girl, ISM
sheY
They had now reached a shaded
bench In secluded part OF tn,
grounds. where they seated themselve,
and prepared for the confessional.
You see" began the fat little law
ysr. who seemed to exude good humol
from every pore, eat fret couldn't ex
actly make out what you were up to
you scamp. 80 drew you out on oul
friend Napoleon. You are not well III
ca the history or the statuary OF you
beloved country, Dicky, boy. Brusl
spr
Richard laughed and asked:
~But you were on to me when I tool
Gz1f paddock fence. weren't your
eve me the creeps when heard you
esGpp1iment"
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