The Face of Rosenfeld — page 133: what you’re looking at

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126 THH FACE OF ROSENFEL, = Cid. 6é Why: ??? ‘“My business—perhaps it would be franker to ey my means of livelihood—necessitated it.” ‘What has been your means of livelihood?” ‘ Swindling, in all its various forms,” Maxey sat staring in bewilderment for some min- utes. ‘« By what methods?” . ‘‘ By the meanest methods. Do you wish me to give a catalogue of my crooked ways? It would no doubt be instructive to you.” ‘““Never mind that,” cried Maxey, with sudden energy. ‘‘ Answer me this, were you concerned in the attempt to murder this child, Annette?” For once Maxey had struck home. Mr. Dye sprang to his feet with a force that over- turned his chair, and stood with a horrified look fixed full on the artist’s face. His lip trembled and his yoice faltered when he asked: ‘‘Ts that—is ¢hat your suspicion?” ‘‘T am not here to talk of suspicions. I am asking you a plain question, susceptible of a plain answer.” Gradually the horrified look faded out of his face. The lack-lustre eyes sought the surface of the hat again. He turned and carefully restored the chair to an fabs position before he replied: ‘1 would rather, [ would much rather, sir, the accu- sation should come in any other form; but go on, sir, go on even inthis. If there has been such an attempt ar- rest me, try me, convict me, hang me. I am utterly unworthy of the least respect, as you realize A man who would steal would kill. He would shoot down even