The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1913-07-10


very wrong to err on the side OF
mercy. And once you said-yor
cared
1T was true. II has always been true
What ] will do VIII not he becaus,
you ask IT, but because II is for you
And not for a price. And-you haven't
thought II out very clearly. have youl
what you mean Is impossible In any
case. II ! went on with the investiRa.
tion you couldn't love the man who
was prosecuting your father. And
Just because you understand what Is
right In the case and are what you
are. you couldn't respect aud 20
couldn't love the man who weakly did
what was wrong for him-even for you.
And Just now-you are very anxious to
save your father"
The food OF crimson ebbed She
looked at aim strangely "Do you be
lieve-thatw
~ know II. But you needn't be
afraid any longer. Your father Is safe
so far as | mn concerned. That was
setttu DtiOIe you Culne
She turned from him In an immeas
urable relief to look out OF the window
The voice Of the congregation rose
again In the closing hymn. Onward.
Christian Soldiers"
The hymn ended. She raised her
head and faced him. unshed tears In
her eyes.
John Dunmeade," she cried, ~
don't know yet how much Of what you
have said Is true. And I don't know
whether you have been weak or strong
But there are tner things than the
strength Of heartless justice. One Of
them is-must be-to be merciful, to
want to show mercy where you owe
none. where you believe you can gain
nothing. as you have done. can't
shan't try to thank you. But I shall
always he praying for you all the good
things you have earned as you go
and you will go-onward'
He merely repeated an old saying.
II haven't thought as far ahead as to
morrow. And now you'd better 60 be
fore church lets out II people saw
you here II might set them thinking"
Warren Blake's body was buried and
his tragedy with II The luck had held
to the last. No suspicion Of q lurking
mystery had been breathed. And VIII
liam Murchell returned from the fu.
neral to birth.
His enemies have called him inhuman.
lacking In moral senslbility. There
are episodes IN his career which sup
port the chr But deep down with
In HIM had always laid something that,
long pregnating. now fought to win to
the light Hs was suddenly arraigned
before himself, become by the tragedy
most pitiless Of judges. The vigorous
mentality that had hungered and
thirsted for action, lusted for sharp
combat, sought insatiably for power
and ever more power. now turned upon
himself, with precise. merciless strokes
dissected bis life for him, revealed Its
essential ugliness, disclosed overlooked
potentialities.
1t was the evening after the funeral.
He was alone In his library. But he
was not reading. He was angrily
watching the gathering of a belated
force in his existence.
He frowned when from the hall came
the sounds Of alteration. heated on
one side and coolly confident on the
other. Then the door was thrown
open. and Haig. followed by the prot
estant man servant. entered. The nov
ellst briskly crossed the room and
planted himself In a chair before Muir
chell
The involuntary host greeted him
II told Jim l would sec
nobody tonight What do you want?"
you remember. Saturday night
said you and would have to discuss
the matter Of payment? The time
has come, the walrus said"
"well?"
Senator Murchell, have yon a con-
sciencer
Are you trying to be impertinent,
young manY'
How impairment? I'm merely try
Ing to verify an impression. The 9TH
err night, while you were watching
Warren Blake die. got the notion
that you had one. Now Warren Blake
Is out of the way. Hampden won't
be dlsgraced. There's to be no scandal
Your plans to save the bank are I'M
der way. Other plans Of yours are no
longer in jeopardy. So it's time to
think Of payment. have Just come
from Dunmeade. He isn't very
happy man, Senator Murchell. He's
by the knowledge that he
has been weak. He has lost his pride.
his belief In himself. his sense Of abb
'olute honesty-call II soul for short
The poor fool even thinks he is to
blame for Warren Blake's shooting
himself. You and | know better. We
know who killed Cock Robin" Haig !
aughed lnsinuatingly.
"You have a strange sense OF hu-
nor Just what are you trying to In
inuateT
II mean that We know that the man
who killed Warren Blake was the
nan who killed Creighton. Hawkins.
Delehanty, Burns, Schneider, Larkin
md Blake. And he's the fellow that