The Cook County herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Minn.) 1893-1909, 1902-11-01
CHAPTER X.-(Conttinued.)
Bv II. S. CANFIELD

Al dinner CudC uASuI SIG oo'' ~"
usual, opposite to the Hon. RusseA
Maude, and between courses she stud
led furtively, but attentively, his dark
face. She marked new things in 1t,
though she had thought that she knew
it well-a certain thinness of lip be-
hind which the sharp-pointed teeth
showed occasionally, and he man took
ON wolish likeness for her. she
wondered what scenes he had witness
ed, and how deeply stained were his
slender hands, if only the red would
show. When he addressed remark
to her, as he did in courtesy more than
once-his manners were nearly always
1rreproachable-she answered steadily,
but briefly. She was too much OF a
woman to give him hint OF the
thoughts behind her frank eyes. New
ertheless there was an indefnable
chill from her to him, and he felt it.
When he came into the drawing room
he managed to approach her when she
was for moment alone, and whisper
ed:
1--WE should still be friends, despite
past things. We are still friends, are
we not?"
There were times when Lois was not
a fencer. The impulsive blood mixed
with the colder New England strain
occasionally asserted ITSELF She look
ed at him squarely, and her eyes spoke
defiance and a challenge as plainly as
ii glove had been hurled against his
cheek.
NO." she said icily and slowly, Eve
are not and can never be-
He did not ask for an explanation.
His cheek paled slightly and he bow
ed as he drew apart. 1T is as we'll
So" he muttered. He knew then, and
ever afterWard, that his conduct at
the ford had been retailed to her. He
looked at the men in turn until his
glance reached Allyn. Upon him the
black eyes rested steadily for 9 mo-
ment while a half sneer formed upon
his thin lips Next moment he was
busy in talk with Glynn over certain
noted fox which had it's den in the
Lois excused herself early and went
to the sick room. She felt sorry for
the Mexican nurse who had stuck man
fully to his post, and intended, if pos
sible, to relieve him for the night.
Weston was in light slumber, the dew
Of perspiration on his forehead and
his right hand flung up above his head.
Quirino slept soundly and loudly upon
the floor, snoring in semi-exhaustion
She laid her hand upon the coverlet
and turned it down to examine the
bandages. In doing this she was
swayed by no more of sex feeling than
would have come to any other physi-
clan, male or female. The smuggler
was to her at that moment only SO
much damaged flesh and bone, which
it was her duty to assist in making
whole.
He opened his eyes and looked at her
with half smile in them. Plainly the
fever and delirium had passed.
"How long have I been here?" he
asked.
1.-TWO days now"
1.-THE army surgeon will not return?'
mot unless he is needed"
HE will not be needed. I shall be
able to stand, how soon do you think?'
II cannot say. You are young and
very strong and this is an exception
ally good climate for wounds. In ten
days at earliest should say
Good! And after that" his brow
contracted for moment as thought
OF the doom ahead of him flashed
through his brain, then cleared quick
ly-"after that I shall have with me-
always a memory of your kindness
May I ask your name?"
t'My name is English-Miss Loi!
English-a governess here. I am glat
that could help you. The little
have been able to do has been a pleas
ure to me. 1t has showed me that
am not much out of practice"
He did not answer for a moment, bu
looked at her steadily, kindly and re
spectfully. Then he said:
"You have helped me, very much
me a stranger and criminal-helpe
me possibly in more ways than one
It has been long since saw woma
OF grace and beauty and rednemeh
and goodness. The best of us gro,
worse when kept apart from the com
partnership and influence of such a
you, and was never one of the bes
It may sound queerly to you, Mis-
English, but if knew the man VIII
shot me should feel no anger towar
him. 1 am lying here with hole i
my shoulder and do not know whs
may come to me later, yet think
am fortunate. At any rate, woul
not be back with Vavara again, thong
the cactus hills were round US and til
moon overhead and the life, at leas
was free" +
She did not know how to answt
him-indeed, she thought that son
remnant of his delirium fingered wit
him, as he had spoken rapidly with
trace of excitement--so she said: 81,
Good nightiy hone TINT Won MI