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. 4 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 a
better story.
The case dragged through many
days, but in the earlier stages Bryce
was we'll 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 a 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 q 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 a 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 BaIly Dillon had an office here?'
Bryce knew no reason why Dillon
should have an Office anywhere.
con the fifth floor, No, 52S," said
the man. 81 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."
"Is that so?' said Bryce, and he pur-
sued the subject no further.
When he had finished his luncheon
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. Il want to get
into it
/ NO such man here" answered Long
"Who's in 52S?"
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 a rack.
Room 528 was furnished ia a style
Of arid simplicity. There were two
chairs and a 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 don
bother me now"
He searched the desk, made up {
package of papers, chiefly memoranda
in pencil, and turned to Long, who
was futtering about in high fever.
''Sit down." said Bryce. "I'll tel
you a story
The story served it's purpose and re
<duced Long to a state of reasonable
calm.
Three days later, about sunset
Bryce landed from a steamer on tha
Muskoka lakes at the pier of the hOte
called the Cliff There was an I'm
usual number of people on the pie
for so early in the season. Obviousl.
the Cliff had made a better start thai
its competitor.
In the steep path which led to tn
hotel Bryce met Amy Loring, and de
spite the dusk he saw at once that Sh
was changed. Her habitual name
had been somewhat grave. 1t wa
now all sprightliness and the thrill 0
joyous life. She walked like a woot
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 hiI
with the most serious questions Q
duty. He felt the gloom that was upo
him and was not surprised that Am
should mistake its cause.
{ "You have lost the suit" said sh
J and would have proceeded to max
] light of it, but he interrupted her.
: ION the contrary" said he, Il hav
won. / went crazy on the last da
| and made a speech which was wor
e drous triumph of rhetoric over la'
!, and common sense. Sympathetic IL
: sanity seized upon the jury, and the
v decided in my favor. Where is Nj
2 Randall?'
0 "He has gone out upon launch,
1 don't know where"