The review. [volume] (High Point, N.C.) 1908-19??, 1921-08-11
Illustrations by A. Well
copyright, by Randall Parrish
CHAPTER IX-continued.

,rso+ is this dOuble-crOSS, Wal
dron?'
..bor "Bv Gott it is rather you I
0ho,Id ask why you not tell me the
rath?
~Tel you. What the devil have 1
ro+ 70 tell you? Don't get funny with
~ You sent me note this morning,
didn't you!
.Sure / did"
WELL then, why didn't you meet
no? D-n it. I've been hunting you all
day long. What's the idea? Come,
b1nrt it out, before wiring your d-n
lew neck
Valdron spread his hands, and lifted
bis shoulders in an expression more
oIooupnt than words.
"Vhat man! You cuss me, but
oor wait to hear why this all was so.
van sit down. and / tell you. Then
maybe you tell me something Also"
Harris stared at him, then sank into
the vacant chair opposite, still scowl-
nr angrily across the table. A waiter
oaused at his elbow expectantly. and.
in response to something said, the
thief ierked out a Surly answer.
no. l don't want anything to eat.
Bring me some whiSky-a half pint
with little water. Yes, that's all;
now get out of here"
At this moment Francois returned
with our final course, Obliging us to
appear Indifferent to the quarrel rag
inc beyond the curtains. Both men
must have lowered their voices, for
our ears caught nothing of what was
said. It seemed to me the waiter was
unusually slow in rearranging the table.
There, that Will do, Francois" I
broke out. at last, impatiently. 1--WE
will want nothing else, at present.
When I need you again I will ring.
That is the bell, presume"
"Oni, N'Sieur."
All right; then leave us alone for
while"
Neither one of us touched thing
the coffee growing cold in the cups,
as We endeavored TO distinguish what
vas going on at that second table out
in the main dining room. I came
around beside her, to where / could
peer out also beneath the curtain
fold, and thus gain glimpses Of the
two men. They were talking earnest
", but had lowered their voices. until
they were nearly inaudible amid the
din of the place. The anger and threat
had gone out of both voices but only Oc-
Casionally could we weave together
words into an understandable SEN
tpnce: these came to us detached. I'M
related as the surrounding noise
10 a pause
You didn't get it! Then who the
HI did? Me, 1 should say no; why
] never knew the old man had even
slipped him the dough. That d-n
girl rode down with him. Of course
do; l saw them go out together;
that's why l thought I was playing
safe to keep away. Somebody has
played US for suckers If you had
kept your d--n mouth shut we'd a-had
II easy"
Waldron broke in. stung by this last
Faunt into eIevati2g his voice.
What you mean, l keep my m0dth
smut? SO help me, Moses, l tell no.
body"
The HI you didn't! You blabbed
ne whole thing to Daily. He told me
50 himself. That's what / was doing
last night, bluffing him out"
tell DAILY? Where you git that
sun! amt seen DAILY for three
year, Was he in this deal?. Why you
AOt tell me of DAILY before?"
Tell YOU! l never knew it until
ne told me-"
waiter brushed past him, bearing
ray striking against one shoulder
os ne passed. Harris glanced up with
NarIlng oath, and, before l realized
ule danger, his eyes must have caught
sllmpSe Of me beneath the draped
,urtaln. Instantly the fellow was on
"S 1eet. all else forgotten in q swift
wave Of passion
lhere'S the Guy now!" he burst
a"A. He's hiding in that booth; I
- -" nm, Come on, and We'll have
ue stiff cough up yeti"
-, - ufeW back swiftly, pushing Che
S'' behind me. There was no place
a. winch to hide, no chance for
i 'ope Perhaps | could explain, but,
o. "o'' then I must fight. The two
s n.e pIunging through the opening
n hu raced us, the heavy curtains drop
W. w. OehInd them and shutting out all
d,., beyond. Harris, inf1amed by
M " 'T glared about as though doubt
h. 'le evidence of his own eyes, but
bat,o oppression was that of savage
S.r Il if they amt both of 'em here!
caSo. inns is rich. SO you two are in
for '''s' hey? Thought you'd play me
m o. III fool, did you, DAILY? Well,
ym , n 5ou what you're up against
that I s yer girl. Come now, where's
~Yn hno" nothing about it, Harris.