The Red Cloud chief., 1908-01-03

"Your wife has been entertained at
Miss Chcstcr's house. I've seen her
there. Tonight she refuses TO speak
to the girl She cut her dead, and I
wart to know what It's about"
"IIow should knowT
"If you don't know, I'll ask you to
find out"
The other shook his head amusedly,
at which Mcnamara hared up.
81 say you will. and you'll make
your wife apo.ogize before she leaves
this hall. too. or you'll answer to me-
man to man. | won't stand to have n
girl like Miss Chester cold decked by
bunch of mining camp swclls, and
that goes as II lies" In his excitement
Mcnamara reverted TO his western
idiom.
The other did not reply at once, for it
Is embarrassing to deal with person
who disrogards the conventions utterly,
and ut the same time has the nclna.
ton and force to compel obedience
The boss reputation had gone abroad
"Well-erl know about il In gen
eral way, but of course | don't 20 much
on such things. You'd better let il
drop"
"Go on"
There has been n lot of talk among
the ladies about-wcll. er--the fact s
it's that young Glcnlster. Mrs. Cham
plan had the next statcroom to them
er-him-l should say-on the way up
from the States, and she saw things
Now, as far rs I'm concerned. Il girl
can do aS she plcases. but Mrs. Cham
plan has her own ideas Of propriety
From what my wife could learn
there's some truth in the story. too. so
yon can. blame her"
With a~word Mcnamara could have
explained the gossip ana made this
man put his wife right, forcing through
her an elucidation of the silly affair
I'm such way rs to spare Helcns
feelings and cover the busy tongued
magpics with confusion. Yet he hest
tated. 1t is n wise skipper who trims
his sails to every breeze. He thanked
his informant and left him. Entering
the lobby, he saw the girl hurrying
toward him.
Take me away, quick! | want to go
home"
you've changed your mindT
Yes, let us co." she painted, and
when they were outside she walked so
rapidly that he had difficulty in keep
ing pace with her. She was silent, and
he knew better than to question hut
when they arrived at her house he
II.
turned up the light in the tiny parlor
She flung her wraps over chair,
storming back and forth like a little
fury. Her eyes were starry with tears
of anger, her face was flushed. her
hands worked nervously. He leaned
against the mantel, watching her
through his cigar smoke.
"lou needn't tell me-" he said ut
length. Il know all about it,"
Il am glad you do. never could
repeat what they said. oh, it was
brutal" Her voice caught. and she
bit her lip. What made me ask
them? Why didn't ] keep still? After
YOU left | went To those women and
faced them. oh, but they were bru.
tai! Yet, why should ! care:' She
stamped her slippered foot.
Il shall have to kill that man some
day." he said, fecking his cigar ashes
into the CRATE.
'What mani she stood still ami
looked ut him.
"Glenister, of course. lf | had
thought the story would ever reach
YOU ia have shut him up long ago"
1T didn't come from him." she cried,
hot with Indignation. Hes n gentle
man. It's that cat. Mrs. Champian."
He shrugged his shoulders the slight
est bit, but II was eloquent, and she
noted il. "Oh, don't mean that he
did il iutenlionally-be' too decent
chap for tlnt-but anybody's tongue
will wag to Il beautiful girl! My lady
Maloite is II Jealous trick"
"Malotte! Who is shei" Helen qucs-
toned curiously.
He seemed surprised. Il thought ev-
cry one knew who she is. It's Just as
well that you don't
II am sure Mr. Glenister would not
talk OF me-" There was pause.
WHO is Miss Malotte!'
He studied for moment, while she
watched him. What splendid figure
he made in his evening clothesi. The
cozy room with its shaded lights en-
HANGED his size and strength and rug
ged outlines In his eyes was that adj
miration which women live for. He
lifted his bold, handsome face and met
her gaze.
II had rather leave that for you to