The Ocala evening star. [volume] (Ocala, Fla.) 1895-1943, 1913-08-21

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.
If"
The whirr of the buzzer interrupted
her. At such high tension were they
all that the sound made them turn as
though to confront a physical pres
'ence. Neligan strobe to the door, COLI
ferred fo1 an instant with some one
outside, then returned with slip of
blue paper in his hand.
"The duplicate list of phone NUM-
Tbers from central" he announced,
turning over the paper to Van Dyke.
Good" approved Blake. NOV
wen get to what we're chasing. And
We'll get it mighty quick"
Van Dyke and Neligan were already
porting over the sheet of numbers that
the lawyer had just spread on the
table under the lamp.
Now, then, Standish," exulted Rob
ertson; we're ready to begin. One
of these numbers leads directly to the
Woman. Well put a man at work
tracing each one of them. In a few
hours at longest we will have what we
want. And when we find the Woman
we'll lay bare every soiled page in her
life and in yours"
It was Standish who broke the mo-
ment's silence.
Very well, Robertson" he said
calmly. 1--WE done what I promised
TO do. And l have failed. You drive
me now to the use of your own
weapons. l shall have to fight ex-
posure with exposure"
mo, MOI" moaned Grace, incoherent
with fear.
Mark Robertson had caught up
Standishs defiance and had stepped
forward to confront him.
"In other words, Mr.. Standish," he
demanded, you threaten me? That's
an empty threat. There is nothing in
my life you have not already shouted
from the housetops."
Don't be too sure" warned Stand
ish, meeting Marks scornful glare
with unconcern.
What do you mean? Speak up!"
"Mr. Standish!" pleaded Grace. 81
beg"
Don't worry, DEAR" said Mark Let
him bluff I'll call him. Mr.. Standish,
/ give you full permission to use any
weapon that use. If you know any
thing against me, tell it here and now.
Here, in my wife's presence. You
know our cards. Show yours"
Standish's gaze strayed, as If by
chance, to Grace's CHASTITY face.
''Well?" urged Mark. Speak up!
We're waiting!"' -
PAT sight OF the mortal terror in
Grace's eyes, Standish checked The
words that were on his lips. Turning
away from the domineering man who
so truculently confronted him, he NUT
tered:
"I'll choose my own time!"
'1 thought SOL" scoffed Mark
You're licked. This is your last fight
From tonight you're a dead man, po
Etically And if we have to hunt out q
woman or two to keep you dead, wei
do it,
oil DJ Acd 5AoAASOo A4SAA SAAS S~~S
phone list to his watch.
We've just time enough to catct
the last editions of the morning pa
pers," said he. 81 told Jennings tt
hold wire ready"
s'What?" exclaimed Standish. "You1
go ahead without the Woman's name?'
"Yes," answered Van Dyke. "Since
we've an absolute certainty, now, o
getting it. We can afford to do tina
and publish the name tomorrow. Tel
Jennings to send out the story. Tel
him we're holding the Woman's name
and that we won't give it out unless
Standish denies the story. BY the tim'
he can get his denial in print wei
have the name"
'Good!" asserted Robertson, catch
Ing up the telephone. Hello! Give
me"
Mark" begged Grace. ooh. i'm
plore you-don't-"
"4400 Main
mo, not" reiterated Grace wildly
turning from him to Blake. Father
You won't allow this? Please! Fo
my sake"
transmitter. THAT you, Jennings
This is Robertson. Is that Standisl
story ready? All right-can you sure
ty get in for the morning papers,
Last editions, Ell? All right-Yes-
In the big cities-What's that?"
"Mr. Standish!" appealed Grac
brokenly.
'Blake!" exclaimed Standish. "Yo
don't dare publish that story withou
the Woman's name"
In less than five minutes" retorte
Blake, glancing at the clock, it'll
too late for the morning papers. We
take a chance"
"Remember!" answered Stands
with sudden vehemence, 81 war
you"
Whats that, Jennings?" Mark wa
calling over the wire. Yes. l tell 70
am Robertson and I am speaking fo