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CT and placed the three documents on
the Seigneur's knee, standing between
him and Brousseau. who looked ready
to leap again. But he did not leap |;
he muttered to Madeleine, who still
watched Lafe breathlessly.
II guess these letters don't tell you
much. Mr. Rosny." continued Lafe. If
you'll put them together you'll see that
those fifty thousand dollar shares were
sold for you In Quebec at hundVd
dollars apiece"
Yes. Monsieur Brousseau had Ill
fortune with that company. He ex-
planned II to me-" said the Seigneur,
trembling. "What Of itY'
"Why. here's the market price Of Its
shares FIVE days before at 1915. that's
ALL" said Lafe. ut didn't tumble that
fast. All the country would have been
ringing with II II 1t had done that. l
guess Brousseau has that money of
yours tucked away safely somewhere"
You gave me your power OF attor-
ney--" Brousseau began.
But his guilt was written on his
face. The swiftness Of the blow had
utterly disconnected him and made him
incapable OF defense. Lafe saw the
Seigneur's expression change as II
mask has been torn. from his fea-
lures. He staggered to his feet. his
left side helpless, and. grasping the
chair with his right hand confronted
Brousseau.
t, an To
or false, monsieur" he cried. where
are my other stocksf You had hun
dred thousand OF my money. Where
Is itf'
"Find it," yelled Brousseau. "Go to
the devil with your money! tried to
help you out of friendship. haven't
time to work out your stock exchange
accounts for you. II anybody's cheat
ed you It's the stockbroker. Go to him
for It" He started toward Madeleine
"You don't believe these lies against
meT he cried.
.You have insulted my father. but
you have not answered him."
I'm pay him."
cit is true. theni It Is truer
"Yep. It's true" interposed LATE. ut
can't be anything else. Everybody
knows what rotten, swindling thief
the fellow is. All. keep your hand
down. Mr.. Rosny. I'm telling you what
l think of him. That's what came
here for And If you'll excuse me for
referring to your mortgage. which
everybody knows. II he doesn't turn
that In to you by tomorrow Mr.. Askew
will sue him criminally as well as CIV
lily for what he's done to us, because
we've got the confession OF the man
that sawed the boom for him."
Brousseau swung on his heel sud-
denly and strobe toward the door. He
turned and shook his fist at Lafe. "Ill
pay you for this, you and that other
blackmailer he swore. "T'll smash
your rotten concern. I'll"
He broke of with a derisive snort
and made toward the entrance. But
Lafe strobe past him and blocked his
way.
"Just a moment" he said. "Mr.
Rosny's got something to say to YOU"
Brousseau tried to fling himself
past. but Lafe, standing like an iron
sentinel, completely filed the open
ing.
Monsieur Brousseau." said the
Seigneur. 'there are just few words
to say before you go. When Monsieur
Cornell came here he did not meet
with encouragement. He proved his
case, and you have proved 1t by your
actions. When you were boy ad-
vanced you, interested myself In you.
You climbed high. and you tried to re-
pay me by busting me from my lands
and stepping into my shoes. You
sought to dishonor us through my
daughter, who was wiser than In her
recognition OF what you were.
thought that you were only ill-bred,
but you have proved yourself scoun.
drel as well. You will repay me
everything you have stolen or 60 to
jail. Good-day. monsieur"
That's all, guess" said Lafe, and
opened the door.
Brousseau dashed through and along
the corridor. Lafe followed him at an
interval; but Brousseau did not wait
for him. He pulled the front door
open and slammed II behind him.
When Lafe reached II Brousseau was
already dragging his horse, already
harnessed to his sleigh. out of the sta
bles.
Lafe watched him drive away and
turned back into the hall. He hesitat-
ed to return into the room, but as he
stopped uncertainty In the corridor be-
hind the entrance Madeleine came to-
ward him.
my father thanks you. Mr.. Con- |
nell" she said. and though the tears
rained down her face she smiled. 1T |
is like the lifting Of nightmare" she
whispered.
Eyes, mademoiselle," said Lafe. "But
II was you / wanted chiefly to see."
You saw me. What else Is there 10 |
sayf Mr.. Cornell, II you have come
here on any other mission II Is hope
less. Why did you let him send you |