"The damned cad! The damned cad!" was all he could get out.
From the floor James Farnum was rising. His forehead, his cheek,
and his lips were bleeding from cuts. One of his eyes was closing
rapidly. There was a dogged look of fear in the battered face.
"I tripped over a chair, he explained, glaring at his foe.
"Damn you then, stand up and fight!"
Disgust and annoyance were pictured on the damaged countenance of
the lawyer. "I don't fight with riff raff from the streets."
With a lurch Miller was free from Jeff and at him again. James
lashed straight out and cut open his lip without stopping him.
Jeff wrenched the furious man back again. A moment later he made a
discovery. The fear of his cousin was not physical.
"Here! Stop it, man! What's the row about?" Jeff hung on with a
strangle hold while he fired his questions.
Sam turned a distorted face toward him. "Nellie."
The truth crashed home like a bolt of lightning. James was the man
who had betrayed Nellie Anderson. The thing was incredible, but
Jeff knew instantly it was so.
Except where the blood streamed down it the face of the lawyer was
colorless. His lips twitched.
"Is this true, James?"
The sullen eyes of the detected man fell.
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