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and Fentress took step toward tho
door.
Stay where you are!" commanded
the Judge. IF you attempt to leave
this room to call your niggers I'll Kill
you on its Threshold"
But Yancy and Cavendish had
stepped to the door with an intention
that was evident, and Fentress thin
face cast itself in haggard lines. He
was feeling the judges terrible ca
pacity, his unexpected ability to deal
with a supreme situation. Even Ma
haffy gazed at his friend in wonder.
He had only seen him spend himself
on trifies.
Il tell you | had no hand in carry
ing off the boy" said Fentress with
sardonic smile.
Il look to you to return him. Stir
yourself, Gatewood, or by God. III
hold so fierce a reckoning with YOU"
The sentence remained unfinished.
for Fentress felt his overwrought
nerves snap, and, giving way to a
sudden blind fury, struck at the Judge.
I'VE are too old for rough and tum-
ble," said the judge, who had dis
played astonishing agility in avoiding
the blow. Furthermore we were once
gentlemer. At present l am what l
am, while you are hound and
blackguard! Well settle this as be-
comes our breeding" He poured him
self second glass of liquor from
Fentress' decanter. Il wonder Il 1t
Is possible to insult you," and he
tossed glass and contents in Fentress'
face. The colonel's thin features were
| convulsed. The judge watched him
with scornful curling of the lips. Il
am treating you better than you de.
serve," he tainted
Tomorrow morning at sun-up at
Boggs' race-track!" cried Fentress.
The judge bowed with splendid cour-
tesy.
Nothing could please me half so
WELL" he declared. He turned to the
others. Gentlemen. this is a private
| matter. When ! have met Colonel
Fentress | shall make a public an
nouncement of why this appeared
necessary to me; until then 1 trust
this matter will not be given pub
iicity. May l ask your suence?' He
| bowed again, and abruptly passed
from the room.
His three friends followed in his
steps, leaving Fentress standing by
the table, the ghost Of smile On his
| thin lips.
AS If the very place were evil, the
judge hurried down the drive toward
! the road. At the gate he paused and
| turned on his companions, but his
features wore a look of dignity that
| forbade comment or question. He
| held out his hand to Yancy.
Sir" he said, IF l could command
| the riches of the Indiess it would tax
my resources to meet the fractional
part of my obligations to you"
Think of that said Yancy, as
much overwhelmed b. the judges
manner as by his words
His Uncle Bob shall keep his place
in my grandson's life! Well watch
him grow into manhood together"
| The Judge was visibly affected. A
smile of deep content parted Mr..
Yancy's lips as his muscular fingers
closed about the judges hand with
crushing force.
"Whoop!" cried Cavendish, delight
! ed at this recognition Of Yancy's love
for the boy, and he gleefully smote
| the austere Mahaffy on the shoulder.
| But Mahaffy was dumb in the pres
ence of the decencies; he quite lacked
an Interpreter. The judge looked
| back at the house.
"Mine!" he muttered. The clothes
| he stands in-the food he eats
| mine! Mine!"