"
"No, you're just a liar, Bud M'Ginnis!" and she would have turned from
him, but his savage grip stayed her.
"A liar, am I?" he cried. "Why, then, you're sister to a crook, see!
Your brother's a thief! a crook! You ain't got much t' be s' proud
over--"
"Let me go!"
"Listen! Your brother got into this guy's house t' steal, and this
millionaire guy caught him--in the act! An' havin' nothin' better t' do,
he makes young Spike bring him down here--just t' see th' kind o' folks
as lives in Hell's Kitchen, see? Then he meets you--you look kind o'
good t' him, so he says t' th' Kid, 'Look here,' he says, 'you help me
game along with y'r sister, an' we'll call it quits--'"
Breaking from his hold, Hermione entered the little parlour, and
sinking down beside the table, crouched there, hiding her face, while
M'Ginnis, leaning in the doorway, watched her, his strong hands twisting
and wrenching at the neckerchief.
"Ah, leave me now!" she pleaded, "you've done enough, so--go now--go!"
"Oh, I'll go. I come here t' put ye wise--an' I have! You're on to it
all now, I guess.
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