Americus times-recorder. [volume] (Americus, Ga.) 1891-current, 1923-04-13

FRIDAY, APRIL IS, 1928
to aunt rnat you are the cIeverest OF
the lot, I promise you that shan
make my way to safety as easily as
shall canter across this moor.
He leaned suddenly toward me.
Send the women on for mo-
nent," he begged. II have word
for you alone"
TANET turned her horse at once in
obedience to my gesture. Bea'
trice. however, fingered. She was
gazing across at my companion.
saw their eyes meet, and 1t seemed
to me a4strange thing that such o
look should pass between those two.
Then I saw Michael shake his head.
She turned and rode slowly after
Janet, but refined in her horse scarce
ly twenty PAGES away. Michael rode
up to my side. He had dropped his
weapon back into the loose pocket Of
his riding-coat. He was at my
mercy, and he knew 1t. Yet, rightly
enough, he had no fear.
Norman Greyes," he said, "thi "
Is the end of. our duel. for / have~
finished with life es you and I under.
stand life. Fate has made US enc
mics. Fate might more than once
have given either of us the others
life. Those things are finished"
You speak as though you wera
making a voluntary retirement-yet
how can you hope to escape?"
asked him. There is a price upon
your head wherever you turn"
1T am not here to speak about
myself" he answered indlffsrently,
II want word with you about that
girl"
About Beatrice Klndersley?"
Yes"
what can you have to say about
herr" demanded, puzzled, al
though the memory Of that look was
still with me.
Never mind. =, {. You know
life, Greyes. You know that the
greatest OF us are great because of
our follies. That girl Is the folly OF
my later life. There Is touch Of
romance In her. sentiment For
Gods sake, Greyes, don't sit and
look at me like a craven image! Be
human being and say that you
understand"
I remembered that look, and
nodded. II understand" ] said
go on"
Tell her. then, for the love Of
qryIs1 I Va1l
her that have wives living, women
whom have deceived In every quar-
ter Of the gIohe. Tell her that a
policeman's hand upon my shoulder
would mean the gallows in England
or the electric chair in America,
Strip off the coverings. Show her
the raw truth. Tell her that am
criminal at heart from the sheer love
of crime"
"In tell her what you say" ]
promised.
Damn 1t, manw he answered pas.
Isionately, as he turned his head to
Iwindward for a moment and swung
round his horse. ''Tell her nothing
from me; tell her from yoursehi
You know the truth, If any man
does. Give her pain, of you must
Show her the ugly side. AS man to
man, Greyes, enemy to enemy. swear
that you will do this"
II swear" I answered.
He must have touched his horse
with his whip, unseen by me, for
the words had scarcely left my lips
before he was galloping away, max,
ing for the loneliest and bleakest
part Of the moor. I heard a stiaed
cry from Beatrice, cry that was
almost a sob. M
Michael Takes Up the Story
r LUNCHED one Sunday morning
at the Cafe de Paris with my
friend CASTOR Lefevre, the well.
known insurance agent Of the Rue
lScribe-a luncheon specially planned
to celebrate the winding-up of one
of the greatest coups Of our partner
ship.
you must now be a very wealthy
man, my friend" Lefevre said to me
trifle enviously.
II have enough" answered. Gas
a matter of fact, that is one of the
reasons why I have decided to levy
no more contributions upon the fools
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