Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1914-04-10
CHAPTER Xxx.
The Professor Sums Up.

tinued the professor, Mr.. kendricR
and l came up here to secure this
package of money as evidence against
Cargan and-the man above. l speak
with the voice of the law when say
you must turn this money over to
me-"
For an answer Magee smiled al the
girl
You'd better go now," he said
Its a long walk down the noun
tain"
You refuse?" cried the professor.
Absolutely. Don't We, Miss Nor
TONI" said Magee.
Absolutely" she repeated braVely.
Then, sir" announced the old man
crushingly, you are little better
than a thief, and this girl is your ac-
complice."
so it must look on the face of 1t,
assented Magee. The girl moved 10
the big front door, and Magee, with
his eyes still on the room, backed
away until he stood beside her. lie
handed her his key.
II give you," he said, Ito the gods
of the mountain. But it's only .oan
i shall surely want you back.
can't follow ten feet behind as l
.threatened-It will be ten hours in
stead. Good night. and good luck.
BILLY Magee," she whispered,
yours is a faith beyond understand
ing. 1 shall tell the gods of the no IN
tain that am to be-returned. Good
night, you-dear."
She went out quickly and Magee
locked the door after her, thrust the
key into his pocket. For moment
no one stirred. Then Mr.. Max leaped
up and ran through the flickering light
to the nearest window.
There was flash, report and Max
came back into the freight examining
a torn trousers leg
Il don't mean to kill anybody" ex-
planned Mr.. Magee-"just to wins
him. But I'm not an expert might
shoot higher than 1 intend-so l sag-
gest that no one else try break for
it."
Mr.. Magee," said Miss Thornhill,
II don't believe you have the slightest
idea who that girl is nor what she
wants with the money"
That" he replied. makes it all the
mere exciting, don't you Think"
do you mean," the professor ex-
ploded, you don't know her? Well,
you young fool"
Its rather fine of you,' remarked
Miss Thornhill.
Its asinine if it's true" the profess
sor voiced the other side of it.
Il hope every one is quite comfort
able" remarked Mr. Magee, selecting
a seat facing the crowd. Its to be
a long wait, you know"
In Upper Asquewan Falls the clock
on the old town hall struck 9. Mr..
Magee, on guard in Baldpate's dreary
office, counted the strokes. She must
be halfway down the mountain now.
Tonight there will be no need of q
troubadour to implore. Weep No
More, My Lady" William Hallowell
Magee had removed the cause for
tears.
1t was long vigil he had begun,
but there was no boredom in it for
Billy Magee. He was too great low
er of contrast for that. AS he looked
around on the i'll assorted group he
guarded he compared them with the
happier people of the inns summer
nights, about whom the girl had told
him. Instead of these surly or sad
folk sitting glumly under the pistol OF
romantic youth he saw mails garbed
i'm the magic of muslin fit through the
shadows. Lights glowed softly. A
waltz came up from the casino on the
breath of the summer breeze. Under
the red and white awnings youth and
ioy and love had their day-or their
night. The hermit was on hand with
his postal carded romance. The trees
gossiped in whispers on the mountain
And, too, the rocking chair fleet
gOssiped in whispers on the veranda
pausing only when the admiral sailed
by in his glory. Eagerly it ran down
its game. This girl-this Myra Thorn
hill-he remembered, had herself been
q victim. After Kendrick disappear
ed she had come there no more, fol-
there were ugly rumors Of the man
who had fled. Mr.. Magee saw the
girl and her long absent lover whis-
pering together in the freight. He
wondered If they. too. imagined them
selves at Baldapte in the summer; if
they heard the waltz in the casino and
the laughter of men in the grill room.
Ten o'clock, said the town hall
pompously. She was at the station
now. In the room of her tears she
was waiting-perhaps her only COM
panion the jacky of the See the
World" poster, whose garb was but
shade bluer then her eyes. Who was
she? What was the bribe money OF
the Suburban railway to her? Mr.
Magee did not know. but he trusted
her, and he was glad she had won
through him. He saw Professor Boil
ton walk through the fiickering hall
light to join Myra Thornhill and Ken
drick.
1t must be half past now. Yes
from far below in the valley came the
whistle of train. Now-she was
boarding it-she and the money
boarding it-for where? For what
purpose? Again the train whistled.
The seige," remarked Mr.. Magee
lis more than half over. ladies and
gentlemen"
The professor of comparative litera-
ture approached him and took chair
at his side.
II want to talk with you, Mr.. Ma
gee" he said.
"A welcome diversion" assented
Nagee. his eyes still on the room.
II have discussed matters with
Miss Thornhill." said the professor ir
a low voice. "She has convinced me
that in this affair you have acted
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