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DFeAtn. on snant arrest her, Mark.
can't bear 1t. /"
You'll tell?" asked Mark, exultant
at the success OF his ruse.
'T-yes!"
Pardon me, Robertson" INTERVIEWED
Standish, as he saw Grace's last bar
rler break down; but advise kou to
clear the room before you let her
speak. Three people here already
know the name. advise YOU to keep
the number as small as possible.
That is our affair not yours" re-
torted Mark. She shall tell us all In
side Of a few hours the whole country
is going TO know that name"
Mark" begged Grace, let me tell
it to you alonei"
mo" refused the husband. Its too
late now to spare any ones feelings
And witnesses are necessary in an af-
fair like this. It concerns US all. And
we must move quickly"
MIR Standish," he went on with a
savage Joy that rent away the last
remnant of the velvet from the iron
beneath. Its been long fight But
YOU couldn't beat the organization
You've been bowling for fight to a
finish This is the finish"
1T is the finish, agreed Standish,
his deep voice infinitely sad And
| am sorry for 1t. | don't think you
need me here any longer. gentlemen.
And | will barely have time TO reach
the capitol before the bill comes to
vote. Good night"
He looked furtiyoly at Grace But
she was staring blankly ahead of her
with eyes that saw nothing
Good night" he repeated. 81 would
have spared you, Robertson. But you
would have it,"
And he was gon=, His words had
fallen on deaf ears, The men were
leaning forward eagerly to catch
Grace's first syllable,
And now" Mark demanded, as his
wife still hesitated, who is she,
Crace?"
Blake had forestalled her answer
He crossed the room TO the telephone
I'VE win!" he was chuckling. It's
way we've got. Hells full of losers.
And I'm still loss-proof"
What are you going to do?' queried
Van Dyke, who had dropped back in
his chair few moments earlier, TAX.
ing no longer even passive part In
the scene.
I'm going to phone Gregg to let the
house know the whole story; names,
dates and all By the time get oil
the wire Grace will have told"
Hold on, Jim" objected Van Dyke
Not yet"
mot yet" What dye mean? Why
not? We're almost against the ropea
over there at the capitol This is our
last punch and it's going to be a
knockout"
Wait, Jim!" begged Van Dyke
Wait till you hear the name"
We've got the name Grace is 60,
ing to tell us."
You've got it, yes. But you cant
use IL, Jim
Blake, telephone instrument In hand,
passed to glare down in angry amaze.
ment at the saturnine lawyer who so
calmly opposed him In the hour of
victory.
Why in hlazes cant we use it?" he
clustered. Are you weakening?"
He took the receiver from the hook.
But Van Dyke, with peremptory ges.
ture, halted him.
Walt, / say" ordered the lawyer
'Neligan, go downstairs and get rid
Of that officer. And don't come back"
GO with him, Tom" whispered
Wanda. For my sake You don't
want to hear the name"
You're right" assented Tom, fol-
lowing in Neligan's wake. TITS none
Of my business. Now that you are
safe"
The door closed behind the two de,
parting men.
Come, Grace" prompted Mark.
Who is she?'
Grace's lips paled But they wer
dry and cracked. Her tongue woul
not stir.
ITO ha Continued