The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1907-08-18
She is In the next room"
what did she come here for?s

/ ohO 70 "a thV hoAb TWILL
What did she come here for?'
r make you do right by your own child.
I wonder what a jury of decent men would
think about a man who robbed his child for
Ave years, and let that child be fed and
clothed and cared for by the girl he tried
to destroy. the girl he taught What sin
there was in the world"
She put you up to this-she was always
in love with yoo. and you know it,
There was a dangerous look in Foyle's
eyes, and his jaw set hard. There would
be no shame in a decent woman caring for
me even II II was true. l haven't put my
self outside the boundary as you have.
You're my brother. but you're the worst
scoundrel in the countryside worst I'M
hanged. Put on the table there the letter
in your pocket. 1t holds $500 belonging
to your child. There's 81, 500 more 20 be
accounted for"
Tn other hesitated. then with an oath
threw the letter on the table.
"Ill pay the rest as soon as I can. il you'll
stop this damned tomfoolery," he said
s~ullenly. for he saw he vas in a hole.
You'll pay il. l suppose. out Of what
you stole from the C. P. r. contractors
chest. No. l don't think that will do"
w "obN ~ w ~ w IN iCph, NiiCIs
Il think not. The truth would come
out at the trial-the whole TRUTH MUIR
der and all. You've lone him enough
wrong already.
do you want him-but il doesn't matter
whether you do or not -do you want him to
carry through life the fact that his father
was a jailbird and a murderer. just as 10
Byndon carries the scar you made when
ypt fbrau ber a1aioot tho Inor3S
What do you want with me. them"
The nan sank slowly and heavily back
into the chair.
There 10 a way-have you ever thought
Of il? When you threatened others as you
did me. and life seemed such a little thing
in ~others-can't you think?"
~Bewildered. the man looked around
helplessly. In the silence which followed
Foyle's words his brain was struggling
to see a way out. Foyle's further words
seemed to come from a great distance. =,
ITS not too late to do the decent thing.
You'll never repent Of all you've done
you'll never do ditferent-never."
Tn old reckless. irresponsible spirit
revived in the man; he had both courage
and bravado. he was not hopeless yet of
finding an escape from the net He would
Aot DCS' ho Wohid bbt uBkic q
I've lived as ! meant to. and I'm not
going to SWIVEL or repent now. It's all a
rotten business, anyhow" he rejoined.
With sudden resolution the ex-sergeapt
put his own pistol in his pocket, then pushed
Halbeck's pistol over toward him on the
table.
Halbeck's eyes lighted eagerly, grew
red with excitement, then a change passed
oua~ thar, Tbax, rauu oat,lol -. .ha ...azi
and stayed.
to do what o ought to do. OF course
you can kill me. My pistols in my pocket.
But I don't think you will.
You've murdered one man. You won't
load your soul up with another. Besides,
il you kill me you will never get away
from Kowatin alive. But it's with you
take your choice. It's me or you
Halbeck's fingers crept out and found
the pistol.
do your duty, Dorl, " said the ex-sergeant
"a he turned his back on his brother.
The door Of the room opened and Goatry
stepped inside softly. He had work to
do. IL need be. and his face showed it. Hal.
beck did not see him.
There vas a demon in Halbeck's eyes
rs Ins DTotleT WOOus unS DdCk IuTneu, INK
ing his chances. A large mirror hung
on the wall opposite Halbeck. Goatry
was watching Halbeok's face in the glass
and saw the danger. He measured his
distance.
All at onoe Halbeck caught Goatry's
eyes In the mirror. The dark deviltry faded
from his eyes, His lips moved in a whis-
pered oath. Every way was blocked.
With a sudden wild resolution he raised
the pistol to his head. II cracked and no
fell back heavily in the chair. There was
a red trickle at the temple.
He had the pluck" said Goatry, as Foyle
swung around with a face Of misery.
A moment afterward came a rush OF
people. Goatry Kept them back.
-Sergt. Foyle arrested Halbeck, the rob
Der, and Halbeck's shot himself Goatry
explained TO them. a..
A white faced girl with a scar on her
temple made her way into the room.
Come ~away-come away, Jo," said the
voice Of the man she loved; and he did not
let her Zee the lifeless figure in the chair.
Three days later the plains swallowed
them, as they made their way with Billy
Goatry to the headquarters of the Elders
Of the Plains, where Sergt. Foyle was re-
quested to reconsider his res gnation. which
he did. And henceforth he did not travel
the trail Of life alone.