Sometimes I've been a bit queer, I reckon--thinkin' about Peggy hearin'
this. I wanted to kill him. It was a good chance last night. Nobody
would have blamed me, after his being around the place. It was an easy
shot--but my hand wasn't steady----"
"Pity you didn't know that before you put me in danger."
"I'm sorry, Nichols--sorry. I'll do anything you like. What do you want
me to do?"
Instead of replying at once Peter took out a cigarette and lighted it
carefully. And then,
"You've never taken the trouble to make any inquiries as to the
whereabouts of the family of Ben Cameron?" he asked.
The old man shook his head.
"Why not?"
"I was afraid to ask."
"I see. Don't you think it's about time you did? It's _his_ money that
made your fortune."
"He was no good. Nobody knew him. So far as I ever heard, nobody ever
asked about him."
"Nevertheless he must have had some friends somewhere."
"Maybe. I don't know. I'm willing to help them if I can, providing this
thing can be kept quiet." And then, pleadingly, "You're not going to
talk--to use it against me, Nichols?"
Peter's pity for McGuire had come back. The man's terror, his
desperation of the past weeks had burned him out, worn him to a shell.
"No, I'm not going to talk. Hawk Kennedy didn't dare tell what you've
told me. That's why I believe you."
"And you'll stay on here and help me?"
"Yes----We'll see how we can balk Hawk Kennedy."
"I'll pay him fifty thousand--a hundred thousand--for that
agreement----"
"Not a dollar. I've got a better use for your money than that."
McGuire thought Peter referred to the necessary improvements of the
estate. But Peter had another idea in mind.
CHAPTER XIII
THE CHASE
Peter had discovered the means of providing for Beth's musical
education. Upon inquiry he had found that McGuire hardly knew Beth
except as a dependent relative of Mrs. Bergen, who came in sometimes to
help her aunt with the cleaning--usually before McGuire came down from
New York. Their little home was not on his visiting list.
He delayed telling McGuire. There was plenty of time and there was no
doubt of his employer's doing the right thing by the daughter of the
murdered man. Meanwhile, having completed his plans for the estate, he
had suggested that McGuire go off for a trip somewhere to rest and
recover his poise. Peter had promised his allegiance to McGuire when
Hawk Kennedy returned, but he knew that he would have
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