Licking Valley courier. [volume] (West Liberty, Ky.) 19??-current, 1913-10-16
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The two aldermen hastily raised
their hands, and together, in strange
unison, wiped their brows. The room
had suddenly grown hot for them, and
their brows were wet, though Father
Daugherty was cool and composed, as
he ever was. Yet they remembered;
they could not so easily give up; 1t
was theirs by every right. They could
have cursed Jimmy just then for his
excessive caution. It was McQuirk's
quick mind that thought first.
Maybe there's writing" he said.
Father Daugherty looked long and
thoroughly, running his thin hand
deep into pigeon-holes and back into
the partitions, until the sleeves of his
shabby coat were pushed far up his
lean wrist.
mot scrap" he said.
"Then, maybe" But McQuirk drew
Bretzenger away, and they went into
the darkness that lay thick as dust
in the back Of the long room. Mean
while, Father Daugherty searched the
safe through and through. He found
nothing more. The stronghold had
had but one purpose, and it had served
1t we'll. Then slowly, painfully, with
the clumsy, unaccustomed fingers that
had had small chance to count money,
he turned the packages over, counting
them carefully, wetting his trembling
fingers now and then. The man who
had drilled the safe stood looking on,
with eyes that widened more and
more.
How much is there, Father?" he
said, at length. He extended a grimy
foreflnger hesitatingly, as If to touch
the package the priest balanced on his
palm. But he did not touch II, any
more than If 1t had been something
sacred in>that clean, sacerdotal hand
Fifty thousand" the priest an
swered. His voice was a trihe husky.
Fifty thousand" the man ex-
claimed. And then he added, in awe:
Dollars! Doesn't look like that much,
does it?"
NO" Father Daugherty answered.
He had been a little surprised him
self. There was something dlsappoint.
ing in the size Of the package. He
had never seen so much money be-
fore, and its tremendous power, its
tremendous power for evil, as he sud-
denly thought, was concentrated in a
compass so small that the mind could
but slowly wheel about to the new con-
ception. The locksmith spoke.
might Knight hold 1t a second
i'm my own hand?" he said.
The priest gave the bundle into the
hand hardened by so much honest toll.
The man held it, heaving it up and
down incredulously, testing its weight.
Then he gave It back.
Thanks" he said, and sighed.
The two aldermen had returned
from their little conference.
"Your riverence,"~ began McQuirk
hesitatingly, might we have a word
with youth privateY" He looked sus.
piciously at the workman. The priest
went with them q little way apart.
I'VE know about that" McQuirk
pointed to the bundle.
"You do. do your? said the priest
sharply.
Yes. father" Bretzenger said.
'It's-it's-well, It belongs to the
company, SIR"
what company"
"Well, you know, the new ga-ah,
that is, Mr.. Baldwin, the lawyer. You
know him?"
George RI" asked Father Daugh.
erty.
Eyes, your reverence" said both
men hopefully. 1T should 60 back ia
him"
The priest looked at them, and they
caught again that amused expression
In his face. It put them III at ease
and 1t reused resentment in Bretzen
ger, who felt that this calm priest
could read him too well.
None Of 1t belongs to you, then,
suppose?" observed Father Daugh
erty.
"Ah. well-of course" Mcouirl
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