The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1910-12-29

spoke a word. The silence as he
crossed the room seemed a ltsie ONT
nous He looked over his shoulder.
Tnsy we're all three standing in their
places looking az him A vague sense
OF uneastness disturbed his equanim-
i5y
: no oEense. gents. he said. and
good afternoon .
Still no reply He reached the door
and turned the handle The door was
fast. He Shock gently at firsf.
and then violently Suddenly be real
lied that It wzs locked He turned
sharply round
: What games thisg~ he exclaimed.
fercely. Let me cat, :,
They stood u their places Without
movement There was something
little cninosls Ia their silence Mss-
tiers Vas fast becoming sober man
I-sr me oct OF here he exclaimed,
or I'll break the door down. 2
Sir Richard Dyson came slowly so-
wards him There was something IN
bis appearance which terrified Mas
tiers He raised his fist to strike the
door He vas fighting man. but be
felt 2 sudden sense OF iulpaterce
suavely. the truth Is that we car
not afford to let you go-uniess you
agree to do what We have asked. You
see We really have not the money or
am way OK raising is--and the incon-
ven.erca OF being posted you have
yourself very ably pointed out
Change you- mind, SIR Masters. Take
those bIIis- Well 90 our best 10 meet
them
III do nothing OF the sort Masters
answered, striking the door iercefy
with his cleached fist I'll have cash
nothing but cash, .
There vas dniI- sicEeninz thui, and
the sooEmaker vent over like shot
RABBIT His legs IEitehed for . mo-
Ee1t-a little moan that was scarcely
audible broke from mis- lips. Then he
lar quite Still Sir Richard bent over
him with the n.e-prsssTver stili in his
hand
~I'7e don. .t.- he muttered.
hosrzeiy. One blow. Thank
Heaven, he didn't rant another.
His skull Vas as soft as pudding,
IGN.
He turned sTay. The man Who lay
stretched upon the fsoor was n ugly
sight His two companions. covering
over tie table. we're rot much better
Dgson's frem bling fingers went out for
the brandy dscantes Half Of what
he poured out vas spilled upon the
tsblscloth- TIE rest he drank from a
tum1ier. neat
It's nervous work. this. you fell
loTs he said hoarsely
lis heIlish. Dickinson answered.
Let's have sor.s air in the room.
/ Tr--F - -
He sank hack into his chair, white
70 the lips Dyson looked At him
sharply
Look hare he exclaimed. i hold
you roth 20 our bargain. I ras 10
hs the one he attacked and who struck
The niow-in seif-desenss. Remember
tnat-it Eas in self-defenze. I've done
fl, Ire done mr. share. / hope 10
God III forget II some day. Andrew,
Z ron knox -FOUR task Be man. and
get TO work.
Dickinson rose 10 his feet unstsad-
YES. ne said. what va ii. I
have fc-gutten for the moment hut |
am ready
: You must get his best.ng.boox
from his pocket. Sir Richard IL
rsctsd Then you rnrs. help Nerrses
cowrstsirs with him. and into the
car. Merries ls--to get rid of him .
MerTies shiversd his hand, 100
went oug for the brandy.
To get rid Of bin: be mU,tered
II sounds easy.
u is sxy.v Sir Richard declared
Tou have only to keep yoar nerYa
and The thing IS done No one Will
sae rim inside Inc car. in that motor
Ing coat and glasses You can drive
soHaeEnere out into the country and
iszFs him