Thank God, however, the name of Cardigan carries weight in this
county, and with the pressure of public sympathy and opinion back of
us, we may venture, my boy, to break a lance with the Solid Four,
should they stand with Pennington."
"Partner, it looks like a forlorn hope," said Bryce.
"Well, you're the boy to lead it. And it will cost but little to put
in the crossing and take a chance. Remember, Bryce, once we have that
crossing in, it stands like a spite-fence between Pennington and the
law which he knows so well how to pervert to suit his ignoble
purposes." He turned earnestly to Bryce and waved a trembling
admonitory finger. "Your job is to keep out of court. Once Pennington
gets the law on us, the issue will not be settled in our favour for
years; and in the meantime--you perish. Run along now and hunt up
Ogilvy. George, play that 'Suwannee River' quartet again. It sort o'
soothes me."
CHAPTER XXV
It was with a considerably lighter heart that Bryce returned to the
mill-office, from which he lost no time in summoning Buck Ogilvy by
telephone.
"Thanks so much for the invitation," Ogilvy murmured gratefully.
"I'll be down in a pig's whisper." And he was. "Bryce, you look like
the devil," he declared the moment he entered the latter's private
office.
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