"Now I've got you," cried the secretary. "You've given yourself dead away. I've known all along you're a d--d thief, Norton, and you've just proved it to me yourself." "What do you mean?" Norton was clenching his fist. "Words like that mean fight to a Southerner!" "I mean that before Senator Langdon goes one step further in this matter he shall know that his colleagues and you are thieves, Mr. Norton, trying to use him for a cat's-paw to steal for them from the Government. I suspected something this morning when Gulf City tried to bribe me and a visitor from there gave me what turns out to be a pretty good tip." "So that was your dirty trick," exclaimed the Congressman as he regained his composure. "Set a make-believe thief to catch a real one," laughed the secretary. "Very good trick, I think." "I'll make you pay for that!" cried Norton, shaking his fist. "All right. Send in your bill any old time," laughed Haines. "The sooner the better. Meantime I'm going to talk to Langdon." He had started for the door when Carolina Langdon re-entered, followed by her brother Randolph. "Wait a minute," said Norton, with unexpected quietness. "I wouldn't do what you're about to do, Mr. Haines." "Of course you wouldn't," sneered Haines. "I mean that you will be making a mistake, Haines, to tell the Senator what you have learned," rejoined the Southerner, struggling to keep calm at this critical moment when all was at stake. He realized, further, that now was the time to put Haines out of the way--if that were possible. "A mistake, Mr. Haines," he continued, "because, you see, you don't know as much as you think. I wouldn't talk to Langdon if I were you. It will only embarrass him and do no good, because Langdon's money is in this scheme, too, and Langdon's in the same boat with the rest of us." Haines stopped short at this astounding charge against his chief. "Norton, you lie! I'll believe it of Langdon when he tells me so; not otherwise." Norton turned to Randolph. "Perhaps you'll believe Mr. Langdon's son, Mr. Haines?" Randolph Langdon stepped forward. "It's true, Haines," he said; "my father's money is in Altacoola lands." Haines looked him up and down, with a sneer. "_Your_ money may be," he said. "I don't think you're a bit too good for it, but your father is a different kind." Carolina Langdon stood at the back of the room, nervously awaiting the moment when, she knew, she would be forced into the unpleasant discussion. "I reckon you can't refuse to believe Miss Langdon," drawled Norton, with aggravated deliberation. "Of course," stammered Haines, "I'd believe it if Miss Langdon says it's so." The Congressman turned toward Carolina as he spoke and fixed on her a tense look which spelled as plainly as though spoken, "It's all in your hands, my fortune--yours."