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[Illustration: "Just a stroke of the pen, dear, and my father will be
free" (page 279)]
THE RUNNING FIGHT
by
WILLIAM HAMILTON OSBORNE
Author of "The Red Mouse"
With Illustrations by Harrison Fisher and George Brehm
[Illustration]
New York
Dodd, Mead and Company
1910
Copyright, 1910, by
William Hamilton Osborne
Published April, 1910
_TO_
W. H. O., Jr. _and_ F. S. O.
ILLUSTRATIONS
"Just a stroke of the pen, dear, and my
father will be free" (page 279) _Frontispiece_
It was a mere wisp of a girl who confronted him, 14
If only he had dared ... he would have drawn
the dainty head of Leslie Wilkinson down on
his shoulder and would have kissed her then
and there, 76
"We've got a long fight ahead, Leslie--a running
fight, as Colonel Morehead calls it, but I'm
ready", 370
I
Once, twice, thrice,--failing miserably in his attempt to appear
unconcerned,--Ilingsworth paced back and forth in front of Peter V.
Wilkinson's big house in Riverside Drive. There it stood: a massive,
forbidding, modern pile of limestone, wholly unlike anything in its
vicinity. And yet, now that the time had come, Ilingsworth's face wore
a confused, half-fearful look, a sense of uncertainty possessed him,
which was all the more maddening because so far, at least, there had
been no obstacles or delays in this brief, turbulent journey of his; on
the contrary, all had gone well with him, and like a falcon in pursuit
of its prey he had sped on the straightest of straight lines towards a
person of the name of Leslie Wilkinson, and this person, so Ilingsworth
assured himself, would soon feel his claws.
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