The Glenwood post., 1912-12-14

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LET Me Pass, Sir-rhis 10 Ny
Fathers House."
WAS tall, loose -jointed creature, wear
ing long black coat Mapping about
his knees. The guard fairly held him
up In the doorway, and both Fagin and
Joaes laughed at the pitiful sight. the
former ending his roar with an out
burst of profanity.
Go on back ter the front door. BILL"
hs ordered roughly. This feliown
never run away; his legs wouldn't
carry him. Now. Mr.. Preacher" glow.
ering savagely at the poor devil across
the bottle-strewn table. do yer know
who ! amp"
Jenks endeavored to answer, from
the convulsive movement Of his throat.
but made no sound. Fagin cursed
again.
'-lf 1t wasn't such . waste Of good
hQuor I'd pour some Of this down your
gullet." he exclaimed. shaking . half.
Al1ed bottle in his nst. "Then maybe
yoa could answer when spoke to yoa.
New, zee here. you oaAting old hyDo
cslte. I'm Red Fagin, an ] guess you
know what that means. IN pisea. N
! 6ont like your styis. Nov ysa.Es
Ooln' to do tust what tsll yoa, o. IL
boVs will have . haAsln' - 6swn y
- ravine. SPEAK ~. A. tsl - what
yoa propose to do"
Jenks wet his dry hps with his
tongue, clinging to the sides a ths
1eer with both hanAa
"What-what 10 It you wish Of me?"
hfs uncertain gaze wandering over the
three faces. but coming back to Fagin.
"You are to marry this officer here
- young lady,"
"What-what young LADY,"
"Mortimer's daughter-Claire Is the
name. isn't 1t, Grant? Yes, Claire;
you know her. l reckon"
I could hear the unfortunate man
beeathe In the silence. but Fagins
eyes threatened.
se-h she heref" he faltered help
lessly. ''Does she desire tAe-tbs cere.
monyr
That doesn't happen to be any of
your business" broke in Fagin bluntly
This Il my affair. an the fewer Ques-
tions yoa ask the better. II We want
some fun, what the hell have you got
to % with It, you snivelling spoil
sport! haven't asked either of them
abouf It. ! just decided 1t was time
they got married. Stand up, man, and
let - that door," he drew a derrinser
kA~ kn1t he
table. There's my authority-that.
an 1fty hell-hounds outside wonder
ing Why don't loot the house, an. be
done. D. you want to be turned over
to them? II you don't then speak up.
wiz yoa tie them, or not?"
Jooks' eyes wandered toward Jones,
who stared blankly back At him. yel-
low faAgs showing beneath his beard.
WAy-of c0urse-yes," be FILTERED
wealthy. ''I-suppose ] must"
Doat seem much chance to get
out, eoes there, parson! Well, reckon
1t woat hurt your conscience particu-
larry. Hlll! Where's Bani"
-Yoa sat him to guard the front
doeg." explained Jones.
That's right, did. You'll do just
as Vo0. Go mp stairs, an bring the
girl down. She's with the old man.
an Cu1berson 10 guarding the door.
Better not say what she's wanted for
Just tell her Captain Grant wishes to
speak to her . moment"
Jooes Strengthened up. and pushed
past The preacher. the stairs creaking
un1sr his weight ~ he went up over
my head Grant arose. and stood
looking oat the window into the glow
Of - sunshine. and Jenks dropped
int tie nearest chair, stin staring
acress the table at Fagin. For the
ff0e tine seemed to entirely grasp
tAA oftuation. got to ny Seet, yet
dass - move % much - . step, for
FAS1n VAS facing the hallway II ap-
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