Lyon County times. [volume] (Silver City, Nev.) 1874-1907, 1893-12-09

"what's the matter, little friendt Your
teeth are chattering Why, your shoulders
are wet"
"Never mind. you're all right. There
amt no danger now. I've done for 'em."
Done for them," he replied in a low tone
of perplexity "Whomi"
"Why, the foreigner and Putty I've
done for 'em BOTH" said |, expecting him
to share my feeling of exultation.
"What do you meanp he asked in tone
of sharp severity.
He had never before spoken to me like
that. His harshness frightened me and
| changed my feeling of triumph to one OF
modification II had done wrong, it was
for his sake, not my own ihunemy head
and made no reply.
What do you mean" he repeated. with
increased sternness, turning me almost
roughly by the shoulder that the light
might fall on my face. Speak"
what do you think mean" l asked
morosely. We've bested 'sm. amt wei
I've got you right away from 'em, amt II
Isn't it me what's done 'em for you"
He drew deep breath Of relief, and then
In tone of wonderful tenderness said:
Forgive me, little friend. Thought you
meant something very different from that.
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did you get so wet"
II couldn't drop out Of the hole into the
water down there without gettin wet,
could II" said |, still with an air of resent
ment, though | had forgiven him in my
heart the moment he spoke again with
kindness.
Come, you need dry clothes-rest. Twill
take you to your friends"
ssT .,.f& fNtA de VnV1 nuau a.
here. Pm all right. Go quick past the
house."
Not without you. If you have no friends,
I will take you to mine"
stopped-he had drawn me onward a.
he spoke-and shook my head. The rank
smell of burning seemed to fill the air. He
of the Joy and learn what had done.
would rather separate now than risk meet
ing his angry reproach.
Don't be afraid, said he. mistaking the
cause of my reluctance to pass the Joy.
mo one shall hurt you nor me either now
my hands are free. Come"
His strong hand WAS on my arm l could
aot resist his command. But as IL were
In terror of Putty ran that we might pass
the Joy quickly, giving him no time to
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the heads of his enemies.
''Stay." said he. checking me when we
were some distance down Sweet Apple lane,
"yOu have run far enough. Tnerc is no
danger now. and we have still good way
to walk. There are no cabs in this part OF
London"
We walked on toward the Minories. The
streets were quite empty. We passed but
one policeman. and he said nothing, seeing
Taras. with me. He eyed US curiously
though, thinking perhaps that Taras had
saved me from drowning, his clothes also
being wet and caked with black mud. We
walked in silence for some time, but Taras
spoke at length in low, soft voice:
~ owe my life to You. little friend; moro
than my life" he added, my liberty"
"How did you let 'em come over you'll"
asked.
II was deceived. thought the dark
man was friend. He was an enemy-an
agent of police"
"And the three others-was they slops
toos"
"Slops-what is thati"
"Policemans."
"Yes, they were police"
"Was they goin to kill you"
mo, worse than that. They were going
to take me back to my country"
"You amt done anything wrong. are
your"
mot wrong as we understand the word
you and l."
Il thought it was only parties like me al
was hunted about for being s'piclous car
ricters"
mo class is free from suspicion in my
country; 1t is not like yours"
at must be pretty bad If it's wus."
ut is pretty bad"
"What are you Roin TO do with the dark