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"
Why
,
no
sir
,
of
course
I
do
n't
admit
it
,
"
replied
Clyde
,
his
thin
and
now
white
lips
drawn
tight
over
his
even
teeth
,
his
eyes
full
of
a
deep
,
tremulous
yet
evasive
terror
.
"
Why
,
what
nonsense
!
What
effrontery
!
You
deny
being
up
to
Grass
Lake
and
Big
Bittern
on
last
Wednesday
and
Thursday
?
"
"
Yes
,
sir
.
"
"
Well
,
then
,
"
and
now
Mason
stiffened
himself
in
an
angry
and
at
the
same
time
inquisitorial
way
,
"
I
suppose
you
are
going
to
deny
knowing
Roberta
Alden
--
the
girl
you
took
to
Grass
Lake
,
and
then
out
on
Big
Bittern
in
that
boat
last
Thursday
--
the
girl
you
knew
in
Lycurgus
all
last
year
,
who
lived
at
Mrs.
Gilpin
's
and
worked
under
you
in
your
department
at
Griffiths
&
Company
--
the
girl
to
whom
you
gave
that
toilet
set
last
Christmas
!
I
suppose
you
're
going
to
say
that
your
name
is
n't
Clyde
Griffiths
and
that
you
have
n't
been
living
with
Mrs.
Peyton
in
Taylor
Street
,
and
that
these
are
n't
letters
and
cards
from
your
trunk
there
--
from
Roberta
Alden
and
from
Miss
Finchley
,
all
these
cards
and
notes
.
"
And
extracting
the
letters
and
cards
as
he
spoke
and
waving
them
before
Clyde
.
And
at
each
point
in
this
harangue
,
thrusting
his
broad
face
,
with
its
flat
,
broken
nose
and
somewhat
aggressive
chin
directly
before
Clyde
's
,
and
blazing
at
him
with
sultry
,
contemptuous
eyes
,
while
the
latter
leaned
away
from
him
,
wincing
almost
perceptibly
and
with
icy
chills
running
up
and
down
his
spine
and
affecting
his
heart
and
brain
.
Those
letters
!
All
this
information
concerning
him
!
And
back
in
his
bag
in
the
tent
there
,
all
those
more
recent
letters
of
Sondra
's
in
which
she
dwelt
on
how
they
were
to
elope
together
this
coming
fall
.
If
only
he
had
destroyed
them
!
And
now
this
man
might
find
those
--
would
--
and
question
Sondra
maybe
,
and
all
these
others
.
He
shrunk
and
congealed
spiritually
,
the
revealing
effects
of
his
so
poorly
conceived
and
executed
scheme
weighing
upon
him
as
the
world
upon
the
shoulders
of
an
inadequate
Atlas
.
And
yet
,
feeling
that
he
must
say
something
and
yet
not
admit
anything
.
And
finally
replying
:
"
My
name
's
Clyde
Griffiths
all
right
,
but
the
rest
of
this
is
n't
true
.
I
do
n't
know
anything
about
the
rest
of
it
.
"
"
Oh
,
come
now
,
Mr.
Griffiths
!
Do
n't
begin
by
trying
to
play
fast
and
loose
with
me
.
We
wo
n't
get
anywhere
that
way
.
You
wo
n't
help
yourself
one
bit
by
that
with
me
,
and
besides
I
have
n't
any
time
for
that
now
.
Remember
these
men
here
are
witnesses
to
what
you
say
.
I
've
just
come
from
Lycurgus
--
your
room
at
Mrs.
Peyton
's
--
and
I
have
in
my
possession
your
trunk
and
this
Miss
Alden
's
letters
to
you
--
indisputable
proof
that
you
did
know
this
girl
,
that
you
courted
and
seduced
her
last
winter
,
and
that
since
then
--
this
spring
--
when
she
became
pregnant
on
your
account
,
you
induced
her
first
to
go
home
and
then
later
to
go
away
with
you
on
this
trip
in
order
,
as
you
told
her
,
to
marry
her
.
Well
,
you
married
her
all
right
--
to
the
grave
--
that
's
how
you
married
her
--
to
the
water
at
the
bottom
of
Big
Bittern
Lake
!
And
you
can
actually
stand
here
before
me
now
,
when
I
tell
you
that
I
have
all
the
evidence
I
need
right
on
my
person
,
and
say
that
you
do
n't
even
know
her
!
Well
,
I
'll
be
damned
!
"
And
as
he
spoke
his
voice
grew
so
loud
that
Clyde
feared
that
it
could
be
clearly
heard
in
the
camp
beyond
.
And
that
Sondra
herself
might
hear
it
and
come
over
.
And
although
at
the
outrush
and
jab
and
slash
of
such
dooming
facts
as
Mason
so
rapidly
outlined
,
his
throat
tightened
and
his
hands
were
with
difficulty
restrained
from
closing
and
clinching
vise-wise
,
at
the
conclusion
of
it
all
he
merely
replied
:
"
Yes
,
sir
.
"
"
Well
,
I
'll
be
damned
!
"
reiterated
Mason
.
