The Marion daily mirror. (Marion, Ohio) 1892-1912, 1908-08-01

for Bobby, to get out of the house.
but he caught hold of me struck
him in the face, and he threw me
against the edge of the open door--it
made the scar"
Foyles face was white. "Why did
you never write and tell me that, Jo?
You know that L" lie stopped sud.
denly
You had gone out OF our lives
down there. | didn't know where you
we're for a long time; and then-then
It was all right about Bobby and me,
except that Bobby didn't get the
money that was his But now"
Foyle's voice was hoarse and low.
Gle made that scar. and he tried
and you only 16-- Oh, my God"
Suddenly his face redeemed, and he
choked with shame and anger And
he's my brother!" was all that he
could say.
"Do you see him up here ever?' she
asked pityingly.
81 never saw him till a week ago"
A moment, then he added, THE let
ter wasn't to be sent here in his own
name, was it?"
She nodded "Yes, in his own name,
Dorland w. Foyle, Didn't he go by
that name when you saw him."
There was an oppressive silence. in
I which she saw that something moved
him strangely, and then he answered;
mo, he was going by the name of
Halbeck-IIiram Halbeck"
The girl gasped, Then the whole
thing burst upon her. Hiram Hal
beck! Nett-Iliram Halbeck, the
theft read 1t all in the papers--the
thief that you caught, and that got
away. And you've left the police be-
cause of 1t, and-oh Nett!" Her
eyes were full of tears. her face
drawn and gray.
He nodded 81 didn't know who he
was till / arrested him." he said.
Then, afterward | thought Of his
child, and let him get away--and for
my poor old mothers sake-she was
fond of him in spite Of ALL She never
knew how bad he was even as boy
But / remember how he used to steal
the brandy from her bedside when
she had the fever, and drink It. She
never knew the worst Of him. But
let him away in the night, Jo and I
resigned, and they thought that Hal.
beck had beaten me, had escaped. OF
course couldn't stay in the force,
having done that | couldn't. But,
by the heaven above us. If had him
here now, I'd do the thing-rd do it
do it, so help me Cod"
"Why should you ruin your life for
him?" she said with an outburst of
indignation. All that was in her heart
welled up in her eyes at the thought
of what Foyle was. You must not
do It. He must pay for his wicked.
ness, not you. II would be a sin. You
and what becomes of you mean so
much" Suddenly with a fash Of pur.
pose she added, "He will come for
that letter, Nett. He would run any
/, kind of risk TO get a dollar He will
come here for that letter-perhaps to.
day"
He shook his head moodily, op.
| pressed by the trouble that was on
him. Hes not likely to venture here,
after what's happened"
| 1OU uOu huOW Hlil db wen dS ]
do, Nett He is so vain he'd do It,
Just to show that he could. He'd prob.
ably come in the evening. Does any.
one know him here? So many peo.
Pile pass through Kowatin every day.
Has anyone seen him?"
"Only Billy Goatry," he answered,
working his way to a solution Of the
dark problem. "Only Billy Goatry
knows him. The fellow that led the
singing-that was Goatry."
"There he is now" he added, as
Billy Goat passed the window.
She came and laid a hand on his
arm. We've got to settle things with
him." she said. "If he comes, Nett"
There was a silence for a moment,
then he caught her hand in his and
held 1t. ''If he comes, leave him to
me- 10. You will leave him to me?"
he added anxlously.
"Yes," she said. you'll do what
rightly Bobby"
"And by Dorl, too" he replied
strangely.
There were loud footsteps without.
ITS Goatry," said Foyle. You stay
here. I'll tell him everything. He's
all right-he's true friend. He'll
not interfere"
The handle of the door turned
slowly. You keep watch on the post
office, Jo," he added.
Goatry came round the opening
door with a grin.
Hope | don't intrude," he said,
stealing half-leering look at the girl
As soon as he saw her face, however,
he Strengthened himself up; he took
on different manners. He had not
been intoxicated as he had made out,
and he seemed only mellow" as he
stood before them, with his CORFU,
gated face and queer, quaint look,
the eye with the cast in it blinking
faster than the other
IT'S all right, Goatry," said Foyle.
"This lady is one of my family from
the east"
Coin on the stage?" Goatry said
vaguely, as they shook hands.
She did not reply, for she was look,
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