A Daughter of Delilah — page 147: what you’re looking at

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138 “THE NOTES WERE MADE BY ME!” ‘‘What is it, Billings?*’ he demanded. ‘*A serious matter, sir, Iam afraid. A Jew money len- der has been waiting to see you for an hour or more.”’ ‘‘T have nothing to do with those people,’’ interrupted the millionaire, impatiently. ‘But he holds two. notes for a large amount which ap- pear to bear your signature. ”’ Jabez Alston’s face turned deathly white. ‘‘T have not signed a note for ten years,’’ he gurgled. ‘“‘Of course not, sir. I have looked at the writing, and it is not even a good imitation. ”’ ‘‘Do you suspect any one, Billings?’’ his employer asked, huskily. ‘‘Speak out. I trust you in all things, even th honor of my name!”’ : ‘It is Mr. Edgar’s handwriting, sir,’’ Billings said, his pale face growing paler still. ‘“‘I knew itina moment. A trifle shaky, but there is no mistaking it.’’ ‘‘Good God! Just as I suspected!’’ The proud financier bent down his head to his desk and groaned. Then he looked up quickly, adding: ‘*Show the fellow in. My son must be saved, at any cost; but I will never forgive him for this. Forgery! It is equal to murder! The lever I now hold may bring him to his senses. Mr. Billings, I have not told you of my trouble—of my son’s mad folly——”’ “IT have heard something of it, sir,’’ the clerk said, deprecatingly. ‘‘And if I can help you to save the house from scandal, you have but to command me.’’ ‘Show the Jew in,’’ Mr. Alston said. ‘‘There may be some conspiracy here. After I have probed him, Billings, we will discuss the matter. ”’ The confidential clerk retired, and a minute later a son Gomicbooks