The Skyland post. [volume] (West Jefferson, N.C.) 193?-1988, 1942-08-06
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fragrant mistake uncovers the orr
ginal felony. Angie became sus.
picious, black-mailed the violent
Twombley. He hid in the woods
around this plateau the other ev.
ening and rid himself of that
danger by throwing her over the
cliff-almost to Jerry's destruc-
tion-shortly before Carlin was
due to arrive and close the sale
with Rose!
All Jerry saw, or thought he
saw, between the rise and fall Of
Carlin's eyelid. Twombley hao
moved to Portland to be clear Of
| Albany, but could not safely
change his name, either there OF
here, because too strong ray Of
publicity must play upon him
when once he promoted the new
company.
All that and one thing more
This pair of numbering swindlers
having never seen Jerry else
where, still failed to connect him
with the P. L. I. Company. They
assumed he represented some
capitalists who had also stumbled
upon the Break o. Day secret
Judging others by themselves
they took it for granted that he
could be bought, even if he did
have a liking for Rose Walker.
Carlin's words had scarcely
ceased to sound before Jerry an
swered them.
my only employer in this ore
mine deal is Miss Walker" he
said, land l know what Break o.
Days worth-and I'll see you two
men damned before I flimflam
her. You're a pair of thieves
and pair of murderers!"
Rose looked at him in amaze
ment as he hurled that final epith-
ct. Carlin's gray face went white.
Twombley sprang from his chair,
overseeing it and drawing his re-
volver.
Then somebody-or something
pushed vehemently by him
through the open door. Between
him and the leveled barrel stood
Angie.
Only Rose kept her head. She
struck down the leveled revolver,
who's this?" Carlin demanded
of his confederate. THAT Slim
woman?"
Twombley, cheeks as fiery as
hair, nodded. II sent her to Don
caster on fake errand after I'd
got her to write that note to get
the Walker girl here. Didn't think
she'd be back half this soon.
Wish I'd have"
But Rose was keeping a cool
double grip on the wrist above
the weapon.
Jerry's heart still threatened to
crack the cage of his ribs. That
body he had hauled from the
creek-it was certainly a dead
body! He looked for water on the
floor where Angie stood. Floor
and skirts were dry.
Nevertheless, something had
happened to the recluSe-some-
thing ultimate. Her brogans
were white with road dust. Her
apron hung awry. That eternal
sunbonnet, pushed off and dang
ling between shoulder blades,
jumped with her agitated breath
Her hands clenched and unclench-
ed. Her broad brutal face was
tortured and white with terror
Thoroughly alive, she roared:
"Twombley-where's my broth
err"
The broker made a hideous at
tempt to smile. II told you he
told me the other day he had
some business in Doncaster .
"And so you got me to go there
today. You lied!"
Quickly Rose spoke: II didn't
know you had "a"
'Twombley knew it-and this
other fellow, if he's a fellow nam
ed Carlin. My own twin brother
Joe. It was them got him to hide
here, dressed like me-even wher
you'd come, Miss Rose-afte1
they'd offered him half his in.
surance to pretend to commit sui
eide in the Hudson!"
"Shut up!" bawled Carlin.
ooh, yes, you did" Angie shout.
ed. wasn't I let in on that little
corner of the big deal? But you
held out on him-said you'd make
it up when you'd got your iror
company organized-kicked be-
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