The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1904-03-18
CHAPTER NJ.
THE DAWN AND TILE DISK

It1E DAWN AND II DUSK.
Gradually, so gradually the change
could hardly be observed, the inner
grating Of the window became visible;
the ch1nks between the edges OF the
tones assumed distinctness A ghost
~ blotch grew into a fact upon the
moor. A leaden hue, less black thar the
pulslng sea of ink about it, spread and
spread. lighter n lighter, until it In
Vdded the dim recesses where | stood.
My hand became once more a tangible
possession, unreal and grim, yet all my
own. The opposite wall doomed up, my
utmost frontier of the domain of GER
tainty. DINNER, darker, more obscure.
the door, n vast UNEMPLOYED cavern
gathered to Itself the h%obgoblins Of evil
ana gave them shelter. AS still as the
creeping on Of day we two men stood.
glaflng at each other and watched II
come. -
exactly when I began to see him 7
coulo not say. Every impulse and vital
iorce OF nature centered in my eyes,
ana they fastened themselves unon
that n irregular shadow in the on
posing corner which s~lowly-oh, with
such agonizing slowness-assumed the
outlnes Of a man. My fascinated gaze
wandered not nor Wearied. When IN
the moist light of the morning I clear
~ saw Broussard, haggard, pale and
sunken-eyed. watching me thirty feet
away, 1t seemed that 1 had seen him
all the night. Nii'
No detail Of his dress or manner but
observed. There was a scar across
MS forehead, fresh and bleeding a bit,
= confusion rather. He had probably
struck the door-facing as he rushed IN
Yes, 1t bled. A few drops had tricls1ad
Gown his nose; there hung one, oufta
ary, from his brow. Precisely beneath
thls there were some dozen or so unon
me moor. All could have been COW
sasa py my mana. Like myself Brous-
sara mao not move throughout that
aMIul night. God, how 1 pitied him.
with such a weight Of treason on his
soul. n yet, looking back, the night
was less awful than the coming dav
1ar more merciful than the hideous
ght which followed 1t. With the sun
Broussard heartened up, and f1rst
broke the silence. A
WHO are you cornrada ond WIZ. -
Q here?" W
was at a loss for reply. I had M
faith in him, yet ever a rotten stinlo
might serve to get me out.
L am trapped like yourself ona
feared you all the night. God in heavan
what a long night it was"
Broussard had no words. HIS con-
su,slVe expressed more thar
DO you know how to get ont a,
here" I asked. W
Not !, except by the door, or the
WINDOW" looking at that.
III try the door, he continued
smiling the ~treacherous smile of the
tiger. | remembered so wen tha orst
Gay ne showed his teeth aboard shin
man well knew I recognized hi,n
ne had heard me speak his name. and
L . / q n q I hn @fntIyr 1
would shut me up again, and esca ne
III test the door softly and see What
is outside" and he moved as If r. 80
his thought in action. p"'
IJold on, not yet; methinks TIL INV
that door myself" I could see he had
the same idea which had occurred r.
me, for he demurred.
not II" ~ ana
Because I know you, sir, and fear 10
trust you" ~
Verify, you have honorable jnten-
tons yourself to suspect me So reod-
1ly.' He was bent on engaging mo +,
conversation, so he might perbons
me from my voice. The
mask still hid my features. and tha
ellt!fe dl!1erence in my mode or dress
maze almost impossible.
puzzled expression OF q hair racol'
lection still rested on his face as T Con-
tinued: VII
! DO not merely suspect you, I know
you FOR a traitor-nay do not clan vo,,r
mana upon your sword until I have
You have now in your nos
session certain t%raitorous dispatchas
which were given you by one Carne
Ward In exchange for others which
you brought over with you in a vessel
called lie Dauphin. All, you begin To
pale and shrink, and well you may"
You lie!" he shrieked. CONVINCING
I q made a home thrust.
Softly, softly, have a care. lest vo,,
call the marshal's b%loodhounds down
upon us. The dispatches with the
purple seals. which you brought wifi
care from Biloxi. have been takan