"The man advertised for a
partner in a business sure to bring big and safe returns. I
answered. The business proposed was to buy a tract of land, and
subdivide it. The deeds to the land were all forged, and the
supposed seller was his confederate, with whom he was to divide
the money. We formed a partnership, with a capital of sixty
thousand dollars. We paid the money into the bank, and then at
once I drew it out. You see, he wanted to get my money
illegally, but instead I managed to get his legally. For it was
legal for me to draw that money--wasn't it, Mr. Demarest?"
The District Attorney by an effort retained his severe expression
of righteous disapprobation, but he admitted the truth of her
contention.
"Unfortunately, yes," he said gravely. "A partner has the right
to draw out any, or all, of the partnership funds."
"And I was a partner," Mary said contentedly. "You, see,
Inspector, you wrong me--you do, really! I'm not a swindler; I'm
a financier."
Burke sneered scornfully.
"Well," he roared, "you'll never pull another one on me.
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