The Kinsley graphic. [volume] (Kinsley, Kan.) 1890-1940, 1898-12-16

folks. To see girl like Miss Bingham
mixed up with such an outfit as that!
Now. if she can't be taken out of this
placed other way 1 will elope with her
myself, and that might make trouble
in the family. But, there's no need of
me when here are you two fellows, who
stood by her once before when the old
man went back on her. And she went
under fire for you just as if she'd been
brought up to it. Her conduct that
night shows what she can do if re-
quired. It's no SLOUGH of trip I've laid
out for you. and I'm sorry. Darcie, you
had the bad taste to get shot. just as
two arms would have been so MORALLY
conyenient. I'm afraid the journey
will be rough on you"
cts. no use, DOCTOR" said Darcie.
quietly. in the bitterness of despair
that was beyond words; "she will never
go in the world-not with me. They
have shown her that letter. and she
thinks have lied to her; moreover, /
accused her to her face of opening it
and reading it herself"
THAT was pleasant" said the doctor,
dryly. "Any other little endearments
pass between you? Is this your inter
national style of courtship? I've won
dered how you Englishmen manage to
get on so fast with our girls!
well, she is thinking about your
safety now, purely on account of the
reparation we owe you at the mine. 1t
is on her conscience that she wishes she
knew where you are. haven't told her
yet; it's just as we'll to let you stay on
her conscience awhile longer; you'll
never stay in a safer place, and she has
got to have something there. But don't
presume upon it. Has it occurred by
this time to your Investigating mind
that there might be ways for lady
to come by the contents of letter be-
sides helping herself to it? Do you
know that the old mani won't call
him her father-confronted her will.
that information you have been col
Letting and accused her of helping you
to get it, and of being your vile &C.
complish' generally ?-on the word of
Abby!"
Don't make it any worse, doctor!"
pleaded Darcie, humbly. 81 know she
can never forgive that shadow of 3
thought in me. Yet it seemed, as she
put it, a simple statement of fact"
"Of what fact?'
"That she had read my letter. I'm
not defending myself"
81 should hope not" the doctor coin
cided, while Darcie was realizing that
he had purchased a great relief at the
expense of deeper despair. Suppose
she had read it? She was the judge
whether she could read it or not; wom-
en- seem to be able to do things that
men can't do, and vice versa, if you've
noticed. Anyhow, when fact about
girl you believe in is impossible on the
fsce of it, wouldn't NEEDLE with it;
especially if she furnished the fact her
self. Women and facts are the queerest
things when they get thoroughly
mixed; you have simply to choose be-
tween your woman and your facts. In
your case, Darcie, needn't say I'd take
the woman every time"
"You would if it wasn't too late"
said Darcie. ut all comes to the same
thing; she will never go with me. But
if she must go, perhaps she will go with
Mike. Tell her, doctor, that I'm not
going. I am not going. I'm going to
stay and finish my work. came here
to do it and 1 shuffled out of it for q
selfish reason; now 1 intend to see it
through. was spy; she believes that
am one still. If needful I will meet the
fate of spy; it seems to be meant for
me-"
ooh, come of the roof, and do as you
are told! The orders are, women and
wounded to the rear. You will meet
all the fate you want between here
and the Old Mission tomorrow night.
Now you needn't stand there looking
as pale as Mikes new pipe disputing
what girl will do or what she won't
do. I'll answer for the girl; she will be
on hand, mind you, to start when you
start. You are to deliver her to nay
wife, Mrs. William Simpson, at Spo-
kane, and telegraph me directly you ar
rive. I'll be in to shake hands by and by
mike, see that you cover up all that
fresh earth in the corner with ashes;
it's less conspicuous in case they get
on to your trail while it is hot"
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