The Bamberg herald. [volume] (Bamberg, S.C.) 1891-1972, 1921-08-04
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"Who says so-the police? Gott |!
it could not kill man. Why you tell
me this-why?"
"Oh, only because I thought you
might be interested. However, let's
not talk about it any more. You will
settle that account before the close
of banking hours tomorrow"
81? Yes, I will SETTLE
There was the sound of a foot on
the cement floor Of the corridor with
out, and, almost at the same instant
the electric light, which had been
turned on, revealed a mans shadow
on the glass Of the closed door. He
seemed to stand there hesitatlngly )
then he raped with his knuckles on
the glass.
flattened myself out against the
inner wall Of the closet, aware that
the two in the second Office were COM
ing forward together, Wine giving
vent to a startled oath in his excite
ment. He strobe straight to the door,
and opened it with a jerk.
"You, hey! What the devil do you
want here?"
"A word with you, and d-n
quick"
1t was Waldron's voice, but his
speech ended abruptly, as his eyes
caught sight Of the woman. She
wasted no time.
81 was just going" she said calm
ly, ignoring him, but speaking directly
to Wine. II will see you tomorrow
then"
She passed between the two, with
out so much as favoring the Russian
with a glance, and he stared after
her with hSopen mouth, then stepped
back to watch her progress down the
corridor. Wine drew him hastily
aside. closing the door tightly and
shooting the night-latch.
'The d-n girl never locks this Goor
when she goes out" he muttered
sngrily, wheeling about to face the
other. "Now, speak up, will you
what sends you butting in here"
y "Wen, first you tell me-" thundered
Waldron, gripping the other angrily
with one hand, what business that
female has with you? By God, Wine,
if you are trying to double-cross, you'll
find me no easy mark. Answer, you
cur-what was she here for?"
"Nothing, only private business"
"You promised to see her tomor-
row."
Eyes, it was to pay note. Come
in here, and I'll explain all. There's
nothing to frighten you, Waldron."
The two disappeared into the inner
room. Waldron's voice still rumbling,
with Wi1e interjecting a word now
and then. I venture6 to stand erect
again in the confines Of the closet,
and press my ear to the crack OF the
timer door. Both men were confident
OF being alone, and so deeply I'M
imersed in their own affair as to speak
with little restraint. Waldron, really
!affrightened at this discovery Of Miss
,Gessler, adopted the method of bully
to carry his point, more eager than
ever to escape the city.
"Well," he began, thumpiDg the
desk with a fist, "now'you begin to
spill. Don't try to work any game
,on me- What do you mean by pay
ing a note? You owe her something"
"No; now listen, and don't get mad
I tell you just how it was" and Wine
.endeavored to be smooth and piaus-
ible, his voice pitched so low l had
difficulty in hearing the words. she
said I was to succeed Alva, end be
the revolutionary agent; partly she
came to tell me this, but some way
she learning Of my Indebtedness, that
i have an overdue note at the bank
"How the HI did she know thatT
Il could not TELL" apparently sur
.prised himself. Il never asked, but
maybe Krantz he told her. When
they talked over my being given
charge of the fund-yes, that must be
the way, for she insisted I must
,straighten that matter up quick, be-
fore other money was given me-"
!, "What other money!
"That which is sent from across the
water for the cause"
"Oh, I see; there is more coming
then"
Coming, yes; maybe some Is here
already"
! "How much did you owe tho bank
Wine?
Between eight and nine thousand; !;
1t is overdue three months; now l
promise to pay it all up tomorrow"
"Oh, you did, hey! out Of that
stuff, 1 suppose?''
: "Were else I get it, you think!
Mein Gott, I have no more"
"Say," burst out Waldron suspi-
ciously, that's all right, but what
bothers me is why this girl should hit
you for it at just this particular time.
.Krantz must have sent her, but what
made them think you had money
now? 1t amt very likely they was
:jnst takin' chance. is III? / believe