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ans name? You've just been told
she's of good family. That she has a
name to lose. And you answer: 'Po-
litical necessity You know this story
will destroy at least two lives. Prob.
ably several more. Aud again you an.
swer: Political necessityl' You have
the power to ruin these lives. If you
use that power, tell you now, one
and all-my father as well as the rest
I'm ashamed to have breathed the
same air with you!"
Good night, Tom" drawled Blake,
no. SO much as troubling to glance In
his irate sons direction.
NO" corrected Tom, "good-by."
ITS up to you," yawned Blake.
"Good-by," reiterated Tom, stamp
ing from the room and slamming the
outer door OF the suite behind him.
The others stared after him In dull
wonder But an exclamation from their
host suddenly shifted their attention
"Grace!" cried Mark in surprised
disapproval.
She had come, unnoticed, from her
hiding place behind the inner door
and was standing among them before
they were aware OF her presence.
Mark" she painted. II heard
what Tom said And he was right
You must not"
please keep out OF this, Grace" re-
quesred her husband In dire embar
rassment. you don't know anything
about 1t. You couldn't possibly"
81 do" she denied. 1--WE heard
And"
Grace, dear girl" soothed Blake
This is muddy business at best Itf
no time for you to be here You'll only
soil those pretty hands of yours."
1T Is the time for me to be here!
she declared. Il can see this from the
Woman's standpoint. You men can't
There is nothing In common be
tween your standpoint and that of the
Woman we are talking about" protest
ed Mark.
TON was right" she persisted
"You must not sink to using this story
IL -"
The whirr of the buzzer interrupted
her At such high tension wore they
all that the sound made them turn al
though to confront a physical pres
ence. Neligan strobe to the door, COZ,
ferred for an instant with some one
outside. then returned with slip o.
blue paper In his hand.
"The duplicate list OF phone nun
bers from central" he announced
turning over the paper to Van Dyke
Good approved Blake. mo"
wen get to what we're chasing. Ant
Wen get it mighty quick"
Van Dyke and Neligan were alread!
porting over the sheet OF numbers tina
the lawyer had Just spread on tn,
table under the lamp.
Nov, then, Standish," exulted Rob
ertson; we're ready to begin. Ont
OF these numbers leads directly to III,
Woman. Wen PUT a man ut worl
tracing each one of them. In few
hours at longest we will have what WI
want. And when we find the Womai
wen lay bare every soiled page in he
life and in yours"
1t was Standish who broke the me
ments silence.
Very well, Robertson" he sai,
calmly. "l've done what I promise,
to do. And have failed. You driv
me now to the use OF your owl
weapons. shall have to fight eS
posture with exposure"
mo, mol" moaned Grace, incoheren
with fear.
Mark Robertson had caught u
Standish's defiance and had steppe
forward to confront him.
"In other words. Mr.. Standish." h
demanded, you threaten me? That
an empty threat There is nothing 4
my life you have not already shoute
from the housetops."
Don't be too sure" warned Stant
lsh. meeting Marks scornful glar
with unconcern.
What do you mean? Speak up!"
"Mr. Standish!" pleaded Grace.
| beg"
Don't worry. DEAR" said Mark. lie
him bluff. I'll call him. Mr.. Standisf
give you full permission to use an.
weapon that use. Ii you know any
hing against me. tell 1t here and nov
Here, IN my wires presence. 10
know our cards. Show yours."