The Miller press. [volume] (Miller, S.D.) 190?-current, 1920-07-22
CHAPTER H--continued.

Cayendlsh leaped to his feet, his
hand gripping his cane.
"You damned black"
'Vait 60 and Enright arose also.
mot so loud; please; your voice might
be heard In the outer office. / said
my services would cost you a hundred
thousand dollars. Take the PROPOSE
tion or leave II. Mr.. John C~avendish."
"But-but," the other stammered, all
courage leaving him, II haven't the
money"
'tOf course not the threat on En-
rights face changing TO a smile. But
the prospects that you will have are
unusually good. / am quite willing to
speculate on your fortunes. A memo
randa for legal services due N year
from date-such as / have already
drawn up-and bearing your signature,
will be quite satisfactory. Glance
over the Items, please; yes, sit here
at the table. Now, IL you will sign
that there will be no further cause
for you to feel any uneasiness-this
line, please"
Cavendish grasped the penholder in
his fingers, and signed. 1t was the
act of a man dazed. half ~stupefied,
unable to control his actions. In a
way II was a confession OF guilt, an
acknowledgement. Of his fear of ex-
posture, yet ne felt utterly incapable
of resistance. Enright unlocked the
door, and projected his head outside,
comprehending clearly that the proper
time to strike was while the iron was
hot.
Calling Miss Healy, n OF his ste
~nographers. he made her an official wit
ness to the document and the sigma
ture of John Cavendish.
Not until ten minutes later when he
was on the street did 1t occur to John
Cavendish that the carbon copy of
the will. together with the rough notes
in his Cousins handwriting. still re-
manned In Enright.s' possession. Vain
" he tried to force himself to return
and demand them, but his nerve fail
ed, and he shuffied away hopelessly in
the hurrying crowds. 1
AS Francois yalois trudged along
the pight streets toward his rooming
house he came face to lace with a
trim young woman in a smart blue
serge. "0hs hello !" she cried pleasant
Iy, bringing up short. Then seeing the
puzzled look upon the Wallets face, she
said: Don't you remember me? I'm
Miss Donovan Of the Star. i came
up 10 the apartments the morning of
the Cavendish murder with one of the
boys"
gvalois smiled warmly; men usually
did for Miss Donovan. 81 remember"
he said dolor6usly.
The girl sensed some underlying
sorrow In his voice and with profess
sional skill learned the cause within
a minute. Then, because she believed
that there might be mor to be told.
and because she was big-hearted and
interested In every ones troubles, she
urged him TO accompany her to a
nearby restaurant and pour u his
heart while she supped. Lonely and
dIsheartened. valois accepted gladly
and within half an hour they were
seated at a tiny table In an Italian
cafe. - 40
"About your discharger' she queried
after a time,
81 was not even asked to accompany
Mr.. Frederfck's body" he burst out,
'even though l had been with him a
year. SO : stayed in the apartment
to straighten things. expecting to be
retained In John C~avendish's service
I even did the work In his apartments
but when he returned and saw. me
there he seemed to lose his temper,
wanted to know why l was hanging
around, and ordered me out of the
place. Flung money at me, he did,
told me to get out. that he never
wanted to see me again. Since then
/ have tried for three weeks t. find
work. but It has been useless"
While she gave him a word Of sym.
patty. Miss Donovan was busily think.
Ing. She remembered Willis remark
in the apartments, Are you N Of
the dead mans IDENTIFY His face
Is badly mutllated. you know" and
her alert mind sensed q possibility OF
a newspaper story back Of young
Cavendish's amwarranted and strange
act ny~ sxa 80.