The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1914-05-26
CHAPTER XIV.
(Contlnued.)

Il have refrained from telling only
for your sake. why do you force
me 10 say this? ! have no wish TO
be brutal TO you. Seeing you has
turned my head. But you will not
surely you can not refuse.
She dropped back into chair COW
ering her face with her hands. When
she looked up, she wore again the
strange rapt expression.
You said.' she whispered choking
ly, you said-you would pay"
Yes, yes" he cried eagerly.
You are trying to rob Mark Tru-
tito force him out OF the company.
Will you--give that up?" Still In the
same broken whisper.
Even that. You are worth every
thing"
"And will you give me time-to
send him away--and never let him
know"
1T is for you to make conditions.
All. my dear"
In triumph Quinby stepped toward
her and bent over TO take her hand.
Don't do that" said voice be-
hind him.
Quinby whirled. For q long silent
minute the trio faced one another.
Then Mark, white or face, hands
working convulsively. went slowly to
the stupefed Quinby, who seemed
turned to stone. He did not resist
even when Marks hand leaped up
and caught him cruelty by the throat.
He was pressed back until his back
met the wall. The grip frightened
Quinby's face grew purple. lie
squirmed and tried to cry out, but
only hoarse gurgle resulted.
Kazia came TO herself. She sprang
10 her feet and caught Marks arm,
breaking his grip.
Don't hurt him. He's not worth
It."
Gently, without taking his eyes
from Quinby, Mark freed his arm from
her clasp. But he did not touch
Quinby again. The first murderous
impulse died. He turned contemptu-
ously away from him.
Quinby, released from the cruel
hand and eyes. started across the
room. Mark whirled upon him once
more.
stop"
Quinby stopped. This" he said
weakly, "is a trap"
set by yourself" Mark turned TO
Kazia with a helpless mirthless laugh.
What Is my cue? Shall | kick him
downstairs-or spring his dirty
trap"
let him CO." she answered list.
lessly.
Mark shook HIS head mot without
( paying. He said" grimly, "he was
willing TO pay"
"I'm not afraid OF you" Quinby
muttered a feeble defiance what
can you say OF me that isn't true OF
YOU'D
"Ah!" Mark drew sharp whist
ling breath. QuInby shrank back, his
hands going protectiyely 10 his ach
Ing throat. 'Now you shall pay
YOU" He broke on with gesture
OF disgust. IL hnd I've no stomach
for blackmail just now. I'll tele-
phone Henley 10 come over. Hell
know how TO handle this situation
Then Quinby was indeed fear
struck. He clutched Marks arm
tightly. Don't tell him" ne quay
cred. I'VE can settle this ourselves
didn't really intend to force you out
of the company. only toto brighten
you a little"
Mark Jerked his arm free. SO
you're a coward as well as a fraud
But knew that before. This is toe
Bickening You'd better 20.
Quinby started again to go
Wait"
Quinby waited.
You seem 20 be afraid OF Henley
You have reason. Tomorrow al ten.
.hirty you have an engagement "a
meet him az his Office have iust
made Il for both OF you. Al eleven
sill meet him. You know best what
Henley In his present mood will do
be gets wind OF your latest adven
nrc IN philanthropy. Now go"
Quinby went. The next morning
,fompt on the hour, be kept his en-
Kagement with Henley.
A weakness for eplgrams has de
'tated more than one fair project