Then a mighty
resolve came to him--to foil the villainous plot, weak though he was; he
must make his escape and fly to his darling's aid.
He knew that Clinton Kendale would follow out his line of action,
keeping him there as long as it was necessary--that is, until he learned
all the secrets that he was so anxious to ascertain--then he would put
him out of the way with as little compunction as he would a dog. He
might expect little mercy at Kendale's hands, when two fortunes and a
beautiful young girl hung in the balance.
For hours he lay there, turning the matter over in his mind. He knew he
was terribly weak from the awful fall which he had received, and which
had hurt his head the second time in almost the same place; but escape
he must from the clutches of the conspirators, even though he were
dying.
Suddenly the key turned in the lock, the door swung open and Kendale
entered, bearing a lighted candle in his hand.
"Ah, you have come to, have you?" he remarked, seeing the other's eyes
turn toward him; and before Lester Armstrong could answer he went on
quickly: "You are the only one who knows the combination which opens the
safe of the late Marsh & Co.
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