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“
Promise
me
,
”
she
repeated
;
“
give
me
your
word
.
Whatever
happens
,
let
me
always
be
able
to
be
proud
of
you
,
as
I
always
have
been
.
Give
me
your
word
.
I
know
you
never
seriously
thought
of
joining
Mr
.
Annixter
,
but
I
am
so
nervous
and
frightened
sometimes
.
Just
to
relieve
my
mind
,
Magnus
,
give
me
your
word
.
”
“
Why
—
you
are
right
,
”
he
answered
.
“
No
,
I
never
thought
seriously
of
it
.
Only
for
a
moment
,
I
was
ambitious
to
be
—
I
don
’
t
know
what
—
what
I
had
hoped
to
be
once
—
well
,
that
is
over
now
.
Annie
,
your
husband
is
a
disappointed
man
.
”
“
Give
me
your
word
,
”
she
insisted
.
“
We
can
talk
about
other
things
afterward
.
”
Again
Magnus
wavered
,
about
to
yield
to
his
better
instincts
and
to
the
entreaties
of
his
wife
.
He
began
to
see
how
perilously
far
he
had
gone
in
this
business
.
He
was
drifting
closer
to
it
every
hour
.
Already
he
was
entangled
,
already
his
foot
was
caught
in
the
mesh
that
was
being
spun
.
Sharply
he
recoiled
.
Again
all
his
instincts
of
honesty
revolted
.
No
,
whatever
happened
,
he
would
preserve
his
integrity
.
His
wife
was
right
.
Always
she
had
influenced
his
better
side
.
At
that
moment
,
Magnus
’
s
repugnance
of
the
proposed
political
campaign
was
at
its
pitch
of
intensity
.
He
wondered
how
he
had
ever
allowed
himself
to
so
much
as
entertain
the
idea
of
joining
with
the
others
.
Now
,
he
would
wrench
free
,
would
,
in
a
single
instant
of
power
,
clear
himself
of
all
compromising
relations
.
He
turned
to
his
wife
.
Upon
his
lips
trembled
the
promise
she
implored
.
But
suddenly
there
came
to
his
mind
the
recollection
of
his
new
-
made
pledge
to
Annixter
.
He
had
given
his
word
that
before
arriving
at
a
decision
he
would
have
a
last
interview
with
him
.
To
Magnus
,
his
given
word
was
sacred
.
Though
now
he
wanted
to
,
he
could
not
as
yet
draw
back
,
could
not
promise
his
wife
that
he
would
decide
to
do
right
.
The
matter
must
be
delayed
a
few
days
longer
.
Lamely
,
he
explained
this
to
her
.
Annie
Derrick
made
but
little
response
when
he
had
done
.
She
kissed
his
forehead
and
went
out
of
the
room
,
uneasy
,
depressed
,
her
mind
thronging
with
vague
fears
,
leaving
Magnus
before
his
office
desk
,
his
head
in
his
hands
,
thoughtful
,
gloomy
,
assaulted
by
forebodings
.
Meanwhile
,
Annixter
,
Phelps
,
and
Presley
continued
on
their
way
toward
Bonneville
.
In
a
short
time
they
had
turned
into
the
County
Road
by
the
great
watering
-
tank
,
and
proceeded
onward
in
the
shade
of
the
interminable
line
of
poplar
trees
,
the
wind
-
break
that
stretched
along
the
roadside
bordering
the
Broderson
ranch
.
But
as
they
drew
near
to
Caraher
’
s
saloon
and
grocery
,
about
half
a
mile
outside
of
Bonneville
,
they
recognised
Harran
’
s
horse
tied
to
the
railing
in
front
of
it
.
Annixter
left
the
others
and
went
in
to
see
Harran
.
“
Harran
,
”
he
said
,
when
the
two
had
sat
down
on
either
side
of
one
of
the
small
tables
,
“
you
’
ve
got
to
make
up
your
mind
one
way
or
another
pretty
soon
.
What
are
you
going
to
do
?
Are
you
going
to
stand
by
and
see
the
rest
of
the
Committee
spending
money
by
the
bucketful
in
this
thing
and
keep
your
hands
in
your
pockets
?
If
we
win
,
you
’
ll
benefit
just
as
much
as
the
rest
of
us
.
I
suppose
you
’
ve
got
some
money
of
your
own
—
you
have
,
haven
’
t
you
?
You
are
your
father
’
s
manager
,
aren
’
t
you
?
”
Disconcerted
at
Annixter
’
s
directness
,
Harran
stammered
an
affirmative
,
adding
:
