"I can stand it no longer. I had tried
to keep this thing about Thornton from you. I have tried to make
you happy and well--oh--tried so hard, so faithfully. Yet that old
skeleton of my past which I thought was buried would not stay
buried. I have bought Thornton off again and again, with money--my
money--only to find him threatening again. But about this other
thing, this poison, I am as innocent, and I believe Thornton is
as--"
Craig laid a gentle hand on her lips. She rose wildly and faced
him in passionate appeal.
"Who--who is this Thornton?" demanded Emery Pitts.
Quickly, delicately, sparing her as much as he could, Craig
hurried over our experiences.
"He is in the next room," Craig went on, then facing Pitts added:
"With you alive, Emery Pitts, this blackmail of your wife might
have gone on, although there was always the danger that you might
hear of it--and do as I see you have already done--forgive, and
plan to right the unfortunate mistake. But with you dead, this
Thornton, or rather some one using him, might take away from Minna
Pitts her whole interest in your estate, at a word.
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