The Marion daily mirror. (Marion, Ohio) 1892-1912, 1908-08-01
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Copyright, by Joseph b. Bowlcsa
By GILBERT PARKE

girl was not more than 25, graceful,
supple and strong. Her chin was
dimped; across her right temple was
slight scar. She had eyes of won
derful deep blue; they seemed to
swim with light AS Foyle gazed at
her for moment dumfounded with
quizzical suggestion and smiling
still little more she said;
You used to be a little quicker,
Nett" The voice appeared to attempt
mconccn but It quivered from a
force of feeling underneath It was
so long since she had seen him.
He was about TO reply, but at the
! instant reveler pushed him with o
foot behind the knees so that they
bent quickly forward. The crowd
laughed-all save Billy Goat, who
knew his man.
Like lightning, and with cold fury
in his eyes, Foyle caught the tall cat
tleman by the forearm and with a
swift, deXterous twist, had the fellow
in his power.
"Down-down, TO your knees, you
Skunk" he said, in a low, fierce voice.
The knees of the big man bent
Foyle had not taken lessons of Ogomi,
| the Jap, for nothing-they bent, and
the cattleman squealed, so intense
| was the pain. II was break or bend (;
and he bent--to the ground, and lay
/ there. Foyle stood over him for a
moment, hard light in his eyes, and
| then suddenly, as If bethinking him.
sel:, he looked at the other roisterers,
| AID said:
There's a limit and he reached It..
Hell but you're a twister!" the
cattleman said with grimace of pain.
Billy Goat was gentleman after
his kind, and he liked Sergeant Foylc,
with great liking. lie turned to the
crowd and spoke
Say boys, this mines worked out.
Let's leave the Happy Land to Foyle.
J Boys, what is hc-what--is he?
What--is-Sergeant Foyle-boys?'
Then, suddenly, the look in Foyle's S
| face changed, the eyes swan as
, they had done minute before
| at the sight of the girl in the
room behind Whatever his trouble
was, that face had obscured it
ing far down in the depths of a
lonely nature had been stirred.
Recognition, memory, tenderness, de-
sire swan in his face, made generous
! and kind the hard lines of the strong
mouth In an instant he had swung
himself over the window sill. The
4 girl had drawn away now into a
more shaded corner of the room, and
| she regarded him with a mingled
anxiety and eagerness. Was she
afraid of something? Did she fear
that-she knew not quite what, but II
had TO do with long ago.
He reached out and took her hand
with strange shyness, and a self.con.
| sciousness which was alien to his ma.
| ture. The touch of her hand thrilled
him. Their eyes met. She dropped
hers. Then he gathered himself to,
/ gether. Glad to see you? or course,
| Of course, I'm glad You stunned me,
Jo,' Why, do YOU know where you
are? You're a thousand miles from
Hplllt' Ndh btl IL through my
head, not really. What brings you
here? It's ten years-ten years since
! saw you, and you were only 15-but
IS that was as good as 90"
He scanned her face closely.
Whats that scar on your forehead,
10? You hadn't that-then"
81 ran up against something" she
said evasiyely, her eyes glittering,
"and it left that scar. Does it look 80
| bad?"
mo, you'd never notice it, il you
weren't looking close as | am. You
see, knew your face 80 well ten
years ago"
"You were always quizzing," she
said with an attempt at a laugh; "al,
ways trying to find out things, That's
why you made them reckon with you
| out there. You always could see be.
hind things; always would have your
own way; always were moant to be a
success"
She was beginning to get control OF
herself again, was trying hard to keep
! things on the surface, for she did not