Arizona republican., 1904-11-27
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the descent upon the toOlhouse- ElWood had not come and she had scarcely moved since going to her room late the evening before. She rose and went downstaiss. But there was no defiance m her attitude. neither was there any pleading. She looked almost stupid The grandmother felt her anger dwindie. but sEe spoke out sharply.
 What do you mean by keeping that poor beast alive?"
 Einnefred was silent
 "Why don't you speak" demanded the grandmother. -I suppose you nev- CT dreamed Of my finding. heI-you nor Mike"
 Mike didn't know g. thing about it." returned the girl. He supposed Tom my Watkins sho- her. I'm the one to blame. and I'm the one that's ke3- her hidden in the toulouse"
 "TooIhousei Nice rla-e for a horse, isn't it2 We'll why did you do its
 "Recause I couldn't bear to have her sEot'
 Had Winnefred burst into tears. the other would have releu-ed, for she was not oblivious to the pathos Of the at tempt But the girls answer was very low, and to the grandmother it sound cd sul1y. Her anger famed out anew Well. sheIi be shot now" she cried. she got into the oats last night over in Jane Whites barn and shes as sick as she can be. She's old and stid- lointed. l ought to know something how she feels, and I'd be glad enough if any one would put an end to my sIf- fGdngs. Now I want to see Mike"
 Her interview with the hired man occupied but a few minutes, and Win uefIed had time for O--ly the briefest visit to the toulouse. T forgot it be- fore. and 1 suppose it won't do any good, anyway" she whispered. when she once more gained her room. Yet when the report came. she thrust her arms straight upward. .'Oh. how could they2" she cried. How could they2'' All through the night she had not shed a tear, yet now, weeping the passing Of Mollie, she wept also the subtler pass ing of her own hope. She did not go downstairs until tea time.
 Tn spite of the fact that she had been threatening the execution of the mare for years, Mrs. Allen regretted the course she had taken. It was a relief to her when, after the meal. the girl slipped from the room. Winnefred was standing by the kitchen window when Mike entered.
 Better go light on the oats the night hadn't I2' he whispered.
 She turned swiftly, then spranE to- ward him. Didn't you do it, Mike 2''
 He lapsed into. sudden sulkiness. Faith. would she be afther needin' any supper at all. if I had?' he de- Inanded. "Oh it was a foine idea of yours, foine fer I'd a done it this time sure, but when ] see that bottle Of holy water gleaming against the neck of her. the gun dropped from me hand. And l won't niver do it, naither." he concluded. I'll laive the place first
 Thus MCllie's day continued. with the difference that she was kept even a closer prisoner than before, though there was little danger of a second dis covery. Mrs Allen had not been so well since her trip to the toolhoUse. Ev- cry precautiOn was taken, however.
 As the summer waned Winnefred grew more and more IistIess. Her grandmother, attributing the change to Mollie's death. re9roached herself in spite of the fact that her common sense rejected such aa explanation One day. however. Winnefred burst in- to tears at a casual inquiry about FL wood. She did not know where he was. and he had been unrea sonabIy jealous of young MT. Wharton. who that week had gone home to marry a girl in his own village.
 ''And you knew of the engagement aH along and didn't speak of ft?'' chuckIed the old lady Then what's happened serves you right. But don't