. Dare . I was sick; it was so far home. Jim gave a knowing wink. Drunk, more like-ly, he thought. Jack Brent went out into the air. He dreadedSterns more than he did his employers;-so during 232 DARE. bank hours he cashed his check, and paid hisdebts. Sterns grumbled with disappointment. Themare was still beyond his grasp. Jack returned to the office, but all day he glanc-ed around uneasily when any one entered. Crimehad not yet hardened his heart. He longed pas-sionately to shift back his burdens, but it was toolate. Where is that check book I left on my deskyesterday, Brent? Mr. Gordon aske
. Dare . I was sick; it was so far home. Jim gave a knowing wink. Drunk, more like-ly, he thought. Jack Brent went out into the air. He dreadedSterns more than he did his employers;-so during 232 DARE. bank hours he cashed his check, and paid hisdebts. Sterns grumbled with disappointment. Themare was still beyond his grasp. Jack returned to the office, but all day he glanc-ed around uneasily when any one entered. Crimehad not yet hardened his heart. He longed pas-sionately to shift back his burdens, but it was toolate. Where is that check book I left on my deskyesterday, Brent? Mr. Gordon asked. Jack started, but did not answer. Never mind, take this blank, I will fill it to the bank to cash. The clerk looked at him suspiciously. is drawing heavily this morning. I see aslight difference in the signatures. It will be myduty to look into it. Very well, sir, Jack responded. His brainwas on fire. He was filled with dread. An exam-ination held for him a prison cell and
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