The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1910-11-29

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tray him to any dishonor
In June of the third year of his CON
nection with Randall occurred the
trial of an important case. A pot Of
money was on the table. and the is
sues reached far beyond the visible
stake. Bryce had prepared carefully
and was confident of success.
Randall was defendant The wit
nesses for the other side were heard
first They appeared upon the stand.
and every mothers son of them testi- !
fed with an apparent perfect knoWl- |
edge of what was to come from the |
defense The true inwardness of the
defense was a profound secret. Yet
all these people had been carefully
coached to meet it. The father of lies
could not have inspired them with
better story.
The case dragged through many
days, but In the earlier stages Bryce
was well aware that he had been be-
trayed Apparently the leak must be
in his own Office, but he could not
trace it, He felt that he was beaten
and knew not how it had been done.
Randall was bitterly disappointed.
He gave up the case for lost and as
soon as his own testimony was in fed
to rural scenes, as was his custom
when in bad mood. He and the
Lorings and Ballard Dillon went to
the Muskoka lakes. in the highlands
of Ontario. Randall had some thought
of buying extensive property there and
building a summer residence.
Bryce was left to struggle with the
case and with the tortures of hopeless
love In the afternoon of the day be-
fore he was to make his argument he
came from the courtroom at the close
of the session and crossed to big
office building where there was res
taurant. An acquaintance joined him
| at table.
"Did you know" said this man in
the course of a rambling conversation,
''that Bally Dillon had an office here|
Bryce knew no reason why Dillon
should have an Office anywhere.
"On the fifth floor. No. 52S," said
the man. II don't know what he does.
There's no name on the door. But I've
seen people going in
"What sort of people?" asked Bryce.
"a tall, high nosed, lawyer looking
old chap and a stocky man with a
chin whisker."
rs that sou said Bryce, and he pur-
sued the subject no further.
Ry,ic Inn
he went to the Office of the agents of
the building, Harvey & Long The
latter had been his classmate at col
lege.
Ballard Dillon has a room in this
building" said Bryce. II want to get
into it
NO such man here" answered Long
"Who's in 1897"
Gentleman of the name of Robin.
son.
Take me down there. Get the
keys"
Long stared at him and then took a
pass key from rack.
Room 528 was furnished ia a style
of arid simplicity. There were two
chairs and desk. Bryce took up one
of the chairs and broke the desks lock
"You may have me arrested for this
tomorrow, Jimmie" said he. but dom
bother me now"
He searched the desk, made up g
package of papers, chiefly memoranda
in pencil, and turned to Long, who
was futtering about in a high fever.
"Sit down." said Bryce. ''I'll tel
you story"
The story served it's purpose and re
duced Long to state of reasonable
calm.
Three days later, about sunset
Bryce landed from a steamer on th4
Muskoka lakes at the pier of the hote
called the Cliff. There was an un
usual number of people on the pie
for so early in the season. Obviously
the Cliff had made better start thar
its competitor.
In the steep path which led to thu
hotel Bryce met Amy Loring, and de
spite the dusk he saw at once that sh,
was changed Her habitual name
1aQ Deel SOHGWudL grave. IL wa
now all sprightliness and the thrill o
joyous life. She walked like Woo
nymph under the great arch of trees
and there was magic in her glance.
Bryce, on the contrary. was depress
ed by his errand. which burdened hin
with the most serious questions o
duty. He felt the gloom that was upol
him and was not surprised that Am,
should mistake its cause.
! "You have lost the suit" said sh
and would have proceeded to max
light of it, but he interrupted her.
ION the contrary" said he, Il hav
won. I went crazy on the last da
and made speech which was wor
; drous triumph of rhetoric over lay
and common sense. Sympathetic In
sanity seized upon the jury, and the,
: decided in my favor. Where is MI
: RandallT
} "He has gone out upon launch,
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