The Miller sun. (Miller, Hand County, S.D.) 190?-19??, 1906-08-01
Prisoners and Capfives
by H. S. MERRIMAN
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CHAPTER XXI.

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out with generous, smiling eyes, and, be-
fore Miss Winters door had closed be-
hind him, the sacrifice was made. He
called a hanson cab and drove straight
to Tyars' club. He found his friend at
work among his ships papers, folding
and making up in packets his receipted
bills.
Morning" said the Englishman.
''These papers are almost ready to be
handed over to you. All my stores are
on board"
"Ah!"
Tyars looked up sharply, and as sharp
ly returned to his occupation. Easton
was grave, and Tyars knew that he had
come with news of some sort. He waited,
however, for the American to begin, and
continued to fold and arrange his papers.
II have said Easton, sitting down and
tapping the neat toe of his boot with his
cane, "hit quite accidentally upon a dis
covery-"
Poor chap !" muttered Tyars, abstact-
eddy.
(Which will make a difference in your
crew"
"What?' exclaimed Tyars, pausing in
the mluL.S OF n KNOT.
Zone rule" continued Easton, his queer
little face twisting and twinkling with
some emotion, which he was endeayoring
to conceal, twas that no sweethearts or
wives were to be left behind
"What are you driving att" asked
Tyars, CURLY, in a ~singularly lifeless
voice.
"Well, old man, / have discovered a
sweetheart"
Tyars threw the papers in a heap and
rose suddenly from his seat. He walked
to the mantel piece.
"Of course he said, ''your discovery
can only relate to one person"
'Yes you know whom / mean"
Tyars nodded his head in acquiescence
and continued smoking. The little Amer
lean sat looking in a curious way at this
large, impassive, high-bred Englishman,
as if gathering enjoyment and edification
from the study of him.
SWELL" he drawled, at length, you say
nothing! -
There is nothing to say"
ION the contrary" returned Easton,
''there is everything to say. That is one
of the greatest mistakes made by your
people. ! have noticed it since | have
been in this country. You take too much
for granted. You let things say them
selves too much. and you think it very
fine TO be impassive and apparently indif-
ferent, But it is not a fine thing, it is
silly and unbusiness like. Do you give
up Oswin Grace?'
Certainly if you can get him to stay
behind"
"He will run his head against a wall If
he can. That is to say, is there is a thick
enough wall around"
Tyars hesitated. II am not quite sure
that it is my business" he said. II hate
meddling in other peoples affairs, and,
after all, / suppose Grace knows best
what he is doing
MEN rarely know what they are doing
under these circumstances" observed Eas-
ton.
He waited patiently, hat in hand, to
hear what Tyars had to say. While he
stood there, Muggins, the bull-terrier, rose
from the hearth rug, stretched himself and
looked from one to the other in an in
quiring and a~nticipatory n He
took it to be a question of going for
a walk, and apparently imagined that the
casting vote was him.
All right" said Tyars, suddenly, IL
will speak to him again."
''To-day?' pursued Easton, following
up his advantage, 'or tomorrow at the
latest
Yes tomorrow at the latest"
Then the American took his departure,
and Musgins curled himself up on the
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pointment.
Oswin Grace was seated in the bright
little cabin at a table writing out lists of
stores. Many Of these same stores were
piled on the deck around him, and there
was q pleasant odor of parafine in the
air. Tyars closed the cabin door with his
elbow.
II do not see" he said, slowly and I'M
comfortably, show you can very well go
with u.s.
Grace laid aside his pen and raised his
keen, gray eyes. His brow was wrinkled,
his lips set, his eyes full of fight.
Because" suggested Grace, in a hard
voice, II am In love with Agnes Win
ters?"
Tyars nodded his head and stopped to
pick up his gloves, holding them SUISSE
quently close to the bars of the stove,
where they steamed gayly. There was a
silence of some duration, and every sec
ond increased the discomfort of Claud
Tyars.
"And you.' Continued Grace, at length,
very deliberately, 'love Helen !"
Tyars stood upright, so that his head
was very near the beams. He thrust his
gloves into his pocket and stood for some
seconds, grasping his short pointed beard
meditatiyely with the uninjured hand.
Yes" he said, II do"
Grace returned to his ship chambers
bills with the air of a barrister who,
having established his point, thinks it