River Falls journal. [volume] (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1872-2019, 1916-02-24

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play the spy last night, Miss Bannon-
you couldn't keep it up. You ran
away to escape further contamination
from that pack of jackals."
"Not-you feel sure-merely to keep
you under observation?
Il do feel sure of that. have your
word for it"
The girl deliberately finished her
tea and sat back, regarding him stead
lily beneath level brows. Then she
said with an odd laugh: you have
your own way Of putting one on
honor!"
Il don't need to-with you"
She analysed this with gathering
perplexity. What do you mean by
that?"
Il mean don't need to put you on
your honor-because I'm sure Of you.
But even IL were not, still I'd refrain
from exacting any pledge, or attempt
ing to-" He paused and shrugged be-
fore continuing. IF thought you were
still to be distrusted, Miss Bannon, I'd
say: There's a free door; go when
you like, back to the Pack, turn in
your report, and let them act as they
see TT Do you think care for them?
Do you imagine for one instant that
fear any one-or all-of that gang!"
If he might read her cOuntenance, 1t
expressed more than anything else dis
tress and disappointment.
why do you boast like this-to
me?"
LESS through dissatisfaction than
through contempt for pack Of muir
derous ongrels-impatience that
have to consider such creatures as
Popinot, Wertheimer, De Morbihan'
and-all that crew."
"And Bannon," she corrected calm
ly-"you meant to say!"
"Well-" he stammered, discounte-
nanced.
ut doesn't matter" she assured him.
81 quite understand, and strange as it
may sound, I've very little feeling in
the matter" And then she acknowl-
edged his stupefied stare with weary
little smile. 81 know what / know"
she affirmed with obscure significance.
"Td give a good deal to know how
much you know" he mdttered in his
confusion.
But what do you know" she caught
him up-"against Mr.. Bannon-against
my father, that is-that makes you so
ready to suspect both him and me?"
Nothing" he confessed-T know
nothing; but / suspect everything ana
everybody. And the more think OF 1t,
the more closely / examine that brutal
business Of last night, the more
seem to sense his will behind 1t all
as one might glimpse face in dark
ness through q lighted latttse
His pause and questioning look
evoked no answer; the girl sat move
less and intent, meeting his gaze with
a countenance inscrutable. And some
thing in her impassive attitude
worked a little evaporation into his
temper.
why" he declared hotly-"if dare
trust to intuition-forgive me II pain
you"
She interrupted with impatience:
'T've already begged you not to coz
slider my feelings, Mr.. Lanyard! II you
dared trust to your intuit1on-tnen
what?"
why, then 1 could believe that Mr.
Bannon, your father-I could believe II
was his order that killed poor Roddy!"
There could be no doubling her hor-
rified and half-incredulous surprise.
"Roddy?" she iterated in whisper
almost inaudible, with face fast blanch-
ing. "Roddy-"
inspector Roddy Of Scotland Yard
he told her mercilessly, was murdered
in his sleep last night at Troyon's. The
murderer broke into his room by way
OF mine-the two adjoin. He used my
razor, wore my dressing-gown to pro-
tect his clothing, did everything ne
could think OF to cast suspicion on me,
and when / came in assaulted me-
meaning to drug and leave me insen-
sible, to be found by the police. For
tunately-I was beforehand with him.
| left him in my place-drugged, IN
sensible-when l stole away and met
you there in the corridor. You didn't
know"
How can you ask" the girl
moaned.
Bending forward, an elbow on the
table, she gripped her hands together
until their knuckles shone wnlte
through the skin-but not as white as
the white face from which her eyes
sought his with look OF dumb horror
dazed, pitiful, imploring.
You're not deceiving me? But no
why should you?" she faltered. But
how terrible, how unspeakably awful!
I'm sorry" Lanyard mumbled' ia
have held my tongue If / hadn't
thought you knew"
"You thought knew-and didn't lit
a finger TO save the mani" She jumped
I'D. with a blazing face. on no"
could your"
'No-not that never thought that.
But, meeting you then and there so
opportunely-I couldn't ignore the