Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1915-09-14
I'll go when you have answer

lone question:" she said, the suppress
ed passions finding their way into hel
voice. I've asked for bread and you'v
given me a stone. I've said please t
you, and you slapped me for it. d.
lyou think you can afford to shove mt
over to the other side?"
Il don't know what you're driving
at, now," was the even-toned rejoin
lder.
Don't you? Then I'll tell you. Yo,
have been pinching this town for th'
lions share ever since we came here
shaking it down as you used to shak'
down the'-she broke off short, ant
again the indomitable will got the bet
ter Of the seething passions. We'll le
the by-gones go, and come down to th'
present. What If some of the thing!
you are doing here now would ge
into print?"
For instance" he suggested wher
she paused.
The daughter who had asked fol
bread and had been given stone pu
her face in her hands and moved to.
ward the door. But at the last moment
she returned again like a spiteful little
tiger-cat at bay.
You think / can't prove it? That
is where you fall down. can convince
people If 1 choose to try. And that
isn't all. can tell them how you have
planned to sell Mr.. Galbraith tract
of virgin pine that has been culled
over for the best timber at least three
times in the past five years!"
Jasper Grierson started from his
chair and made a quick clutch into
smoky space. "Madge-you little
DEVIL" he gritted.
But the grasping hands closed upon
nothing and the sound Of the closing
door was his only answer.
When she had unhitched the little
Morgan and had driven away from the
bank, Miss Grierson drove quickly to
the Winnebago house and drew up at
the carriage step. A bell boy ran out
to the wheel Of the phaeton. Two min
utes after the boys disappearance,
Broffin came out and touched his hat
to the trim little person in the basket
seat.
"You are Matthew Broffln Of the
Colburne Detective agency, are you
not?" she asked, sweetly.
Broffin took the privilege Of the &C
cused and lied promptly.
mot that anybody ever heard of, I
reckon" he denied, matching the
smile in the inquiring eyes.
She laughed softly. "You see, 1t re-
solves itself into question Of veracity
between you and Mr.. Andrew CAL
braith. You say you are not, and he
says you are. Which am to believer"
Broffin did some pretty swift think
ing. There had been time when he
had fancied that Miss Grierson, rather
than Miss Farnham, might be the key
to his problem. There was one chance
in a thousand that she might mad
vertently put the key into his hands
IL he should play his cards skillfully,
and he took the chance.
"You can call it a mistake Of mine,
if you like" he yielded; and she
nodded brightly.
THAT is better; now we can go on
comfortably. Are you too busy to
take a little commission from me?"
Maybe not. What is it?" He was
looking for a trap, and would not
commit himself too broadly.
There are two things that I wish
to know definitely OF course. you
have heard about the accident on the
lake? Mr.. Galb.aith is at our house,
and he is very ill-out Of his head
most of the time. He is continually
trying to tell someone whom he calls
'MacFarland' to be careful. Do you
know anyone Of that name?"
Again Broffin thought quickly. If he
should tell the plain truth. :.
"Tell me one thing, Miss Grierson." ."
he said bluntly. Am I doin' business
with you, or with your father?"
"Most emphatically, with me, Mr..
Broffin."
"All right; everything goes, then.
Mr.. Galbraith has been fgurin' on
buying some pine lands up north, and
he has sent MacFarland up to Du-
luth to verify the boundary records
on the country survey"
II thought So" she affirmed. And
then: 1.-THE records are all right, Mr..
Broffin; but the lands which Mr.. Mac.
Farland will be shown will not be the
lands which Mr.. Galbraith is talking
of buying. I want evidence Of this
in black and white. Can you telegraph
to someone in Duluth?"
Broffin permitted himself a small
sigh Of relief. He thought he had seen
the trap; that she was going to try to
get him away from Wahaska.
II can do better than that" he Of
fered. Il can send a man from st.
Paul; a good safe man who will do
just what he is told to do-and keep
his mouth shut"
She nodded approvingly.
do 1t; and tell your messenger that
time is precious and expense doesn't
count That is the first half Of your
commission. Come a little closer and
I'll tell you the second half"
Broffin bent his head and she whis-
pered the remainder Of his instruc-
tions. When she had finished he
looked up and wagered his head appre-
hendingly.
Yes; l see what you mean-and it's
none O. my business what you mean II
for" he answered. "Tll get the evil
dence, if there is any,
TT must be like the other; in black
and white" she stipulated. And you
needn't say If Look for a red-faced
man with stiff mustaches and big
make-believe diamond in his shirt
| front. and make him tell you"
Miss Grierson was opening her
purse and she passed a yellow backed
banknote to her newest confederate.
Il - II. Ill.