It'll hold you a hundred times tighter than any conspiracy
charge. Casey, Gavegan--hustle these two crooks out of here."
The next moment Casey and Gavegan had handcuffs on the prisoners and
were leading them out.
"Good for you, Larry," Casey whispered warmly as he went by with
Barney. "I knew you were going to win out, though it might be an
extra-inning game!"
At the door Barlow paused. "I hope I've done everything all right,
Miss Sherwood?"
"Yes--as far as I know, Mr. Barlow."
Again Barlow started out, and again turned. "And you, Brainard," he
said, rather grudgingly, "I guess you needn't worry any about that
charge against you. It'll be dropped."
And with that Barlow followed his men and his prisoners out of the
room.
Then for a moment there was silence. As Larry saw and felt that
moment, it was a moment so large that words would only make a
faltering failure in trying to express it. He himself was suddenly
free of all clouds and all dangers. He had succeeded in what he had
been trying to do with Maggie. A father and a daughter were meeting,
with each knowing their relationship, for the first time. There was so
much to be said, among all of them, that could only be said as souls
relaxed and got acquainted with each other.
It was so strained, so stupendous a moment that it would quickly have
become awkward and anti-climacteric but for the tact of Miss Sherwood.
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