Under His Thumb — page 174: what you’re looking at

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UNDER HIS THUMB. 165 “The young man spoke earnestly, yet a flash of re- sentment from the girl’s eyes showed that she dis- trusted him. . “I do not believe you,’’ she slowly said. ‘“Do not believe that I care for you?’’ ‘“‘T do not believe you would make so great a sacri- fice for me or for any one, except yourself.”’ “You do me injustice.’ ‘Then the punishment will be mine in the end.”’ ‘*l would shield your father for your sake.’’ “This is not what I wish you to tell me, George - Dyer. You say that you saw the shot fired that killed Hiram Waldron?’’ Dee did. 93 ‘‘And, therefore, you can tell the name of the cul- prit?’’ “Ves. 93 “Then do so.”’ The young man stared at the speaker in amaze- ment. Then he glanced toward Katie Byrnes, who had not uttered a word. ‘‘Do you wish me to tell in her presence: ?*? indicat- ing the Irish girl by a nod. ‘*Yes, in her presence—she is more to be trusted than you are!’’ was the steady reply. The young man uttered something like a smoth- ered oath. He stretched out one hand, ane rudely seized Stella’s arm. “You will goad me too far!’’ he cried. ‘“‘T wish to goad you to telling the truth—that is all. I donot believe my father committed the Wal- dron murder. If he did, and you know it, I wish you to tell me. Is it worse for me to know than to fear the worst? Ihave aright to know. Look into my eyes, George Dyer, and tell me the truth. Now, now! She had torn her arm free from his grasp, and now clutched his in turn. Her face was very pale, her eyes glowed, she trembled violently. He recoiled before her, his eyes fell, and in a low, dogged tone he said: ‘I shall not tell you. You would not believe me if | I did, so it is useless for you to ask me further.’’ Eomicbooks (E(0) mn