The Furnace of Gold

Book Excerpt: not been ordered on your way, but now I've changedmy mind. Don't talk any more--get into your car and hike!"The gleam in his eye achieved two results: It cowed the last vestige ofbravado in Bostwick's composition and ignited all the hatred of hisnature. He hesitated for a moment, his lips parting sidewise as if for aspeech of defiance which his moral courage refused to indorse. Then, notdaring to refuse the horseman's command, he climbed aboard the car, themotor of which had never ceased its purring."You'll pay for this!" he repeated.The girl, now pale again and tremendously disturbed, was regardingBostwick with a new, cold light in her eyes--a light that verged uponcontempt. She had never seen this lack of courageous spirit in the manbefore."But, Searle! You're not going--you're not really going, like this?"It was the horseman who replied."You see, his time is precious. Also in his present state of mind he iscertainly unfit company for--well, for Dave, here, a man whoRead More