David started up the steps toward her.
"It will be best for you to hear what I have come to say," observed
Grand, ignorant of the peril that lay behind him. He resumed his
progress up the steps, Roberta following close behind.
"For Heaven's sake, man, go while you can," cried David hoarsely.
"Don't you see--"
"Mary, will you listen to me? We've got to come to an understanding
concerning Tom. He's in town. We must come to some agreement, you and
I, as to whether a scandal is to follow his arrest--a scandal which
will blast you and Christine forever in New--"
"Is there no way to stop him?" groaned Mary Braddock, opening her eyes
to look again upon the sinister figure across the way. She had not
heard a word of Colonel Grand's minacious overture.
"By this time Braddock has been taken by the police,--as Sam Brafford,
the ex-convict and yeggman. Is he to go up this time as the father of
Christine--"
David sprang to his side, seizing his right arm in a grip of iron. In
the same movement he whirled the older man about and pointed toward
the figure at the corner.
"It's Braddock!" he hissed.
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