The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1909-01-28

Sue CTIeU out, w udC UeVu you are to barter with your sons happinessp'
 "I'll not mince matters" he said harshly You and I must understand each other. To be perfectly frank, erything rests with you. Call me a beast if you like. AS beast I can destroy you, and I will"
 .You forget that can go to my hus- band and tell him everything. He will hate me, but he will believe me-" she said, facing him once more.
 "The world will believe me-" he scofed.
 Mot after I tell the world that you tried to blackmail me; that you have demanded $5O,O00.'
 "But I haven't made such a de- mand."
 .'T can swear that you have," she cried triumphantly. He glared at her for moment his past coming up from behind with a rush that left him nothing to stand on.
 q am willing to run the risk of scandal if you are, my dear," he said after a moment, his hands clinched '. You have much to lose.'
 'T think" she said shrewdly, guess ing his weakness even as he saw 1t, 'that we can talk sensibly of the situ- ation from now on. I am not afraid of you"
 He looked at her steadily for a mo- ment, reading her thoughts, seeing her trembling heart. Then he said dryly:
 "I'll do nothing for week, and then you'll send for me.''
 The door in the vestibule opened suddenly and some one-aye, more than one-came in from the outside Mrs. Cable started to her feet and turned toward the library door. Ban semer was standing close by her side He turned to move away as David Cable stepped to the door to look in. Cables coat collar was about his ears, and he was removing his gloves. For moment he stood motionless, gazing upon the occupants of the room
 Then for the first time there flashed before him the sharp point of steel which was to pierce his brain later on with deadly suspicion and doubt. There was no mistaking the confusion of Mrs. Cable and her visitor. 1t was manifest that they had not expected him to appear so unexpectedly. He remembered now that on two other oc- casions he had found Bansemer at his house and alone with Mrs. Cable, but he had not regarded it as extraor- dinary. But there was startled look in her eyes tonight, an indecision in her greeting that caused him to knit his brows and lift his hand uncon- sciously to his temple before speaking. He heard Bansemer say that he was just going, but that he would stay for a short chat about the banquet. Mrs. Cable turned to stir the fire with the poker, an unusual act on her part he was not slow to observe. The seed was sown.
 T brought Bobby over from the club with me-and friend, Frances" he said, after asking Bansemer to sit down for awhile. His keen eyes noted that her hand shook as she put the poker back into its place. As he walked into the hall to throw aside his coat Frances Cable turned to Ban semer with significant look, shaking her head in mute appeal for silence.
 Bobby Rigby came into the room, followed by tall stranger, whom he presented to Mrs. Cable. Bansemer, standing near the library table, caught a glimpse of. the strangers face as he took Mrs. Cables hand. He started violently, unable at first to believe his eyes. A chill ran through his frame, and his expression changed from won der to consternation.
 ''Mr. Bansemer, my friend, MT. liar bert"
 .T have met MT. Bansemer," said Harbert, with a cold stare straight into the others eyes. They were on opposite sides of the table
 ''In New York" said Bansemer firm ly, his eyes unfinching in their return.