The Valley of the Giants by Peter B. (Peter Bernard) Kyne
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noiselessly away into the darkness. The track-cutting crew departed a
few minutes later, and when Shirley found herself alone with her uncle, the tumult in her heart gave way to the tears she could no longer repress. Pennington stood by, watching her curiously, coldly. Presently Shirley mastered her emotion and glanced toward him. "Well, my dear?" he queried nervously. "I--I think I had better go home," she said without spirit. "I think so, too," he answered. "Get into the Mayor's flivver, my dear, and I'll drive you. And perhaps the least said about this affair the better, Shirley. There are many things that you do not understand and which cannot be elucidated by discussion." "I can understand an attempt at assassination, Uncle Seth." "That blackguard Minorca! I should have known better than to put him on such a job. I told him to bluff and threaten; Cardigan, I knew, would realize the grudge the Black Minorca has against him, and for that reason I figured the greaser was the only man who could bluff him. While I gave him orders to shoot, I told him distinctly not to hit anybody. Good Lord, Shirley, surely you do not think I would wink at a murder!" "I do," she answered passionately. "With Bryce Cardigan out of the way, you would have a clear field before you--" "Oh, my dear, my dear! Surely you do not realize what you are saying. |
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