The Red Cloud chief. [volume] (Red Cloud, Webster Co., Neb.) 1873-1923, 1909-07-15
CHAPTER vlI.-Continued.

SeA''Ny VI '''N t'''''
CHAPTER VIl.-Continued.
He nodded, eyes to hers, fascinated,
with an odd commingling of fear and
hope and satisfied self-love. Now /
am unconnected with the affair. No
ore knows that had any hand in 1t.
Besides, no one knows me-that L
steal" Her tone fell lower. The pc.
lice have never heard OF me. DAM"
"I-believe-"
Il could get away" she interrupted;
"and then, If they stopped YOU"
You're right, by the powers." He
btruck the table smartly with his first.
You do that and we can carry this
through. Why, lacking the jewels,
am Maitland-I am even wearing Matt.
lands clothes!" he boosted. II went
to his apartments this morning and
saw to that because it suited my pur
pose to be Maitland for day or two
Then" Her gaze questioned his.
Waiter" cried Anisty. And, when
:, Tho man was deferential at his elbow:
call a cab. at once, please"
Certainly, sir"
The rest of the corps Of servants
were at the other end of the big room.
Anisty made certain that they were
not watching, then stealthily passed
the canvas bag to the girl. She bent
her head, bestowing 1t in her handbag.
"You have made me happy,
Dan" came TREMENDOUSLY from beneath
the hat brim.
Whatever doubts may have assailed
him when it was too late. by that re.
\ mark were effaced, silenced. Who
\could mistrust her sincerity?
Then when and where may see
ySu again." he demanded.
THE same place"
1t was a bold move; but she was
s,anding;' the waiter was back an
nouncing the cab in waiting, and he
dared not protest. Yet his pat riposte
commanded her admiration.
mo. Too risky. If they are watch
ing here, they may be there, too" He
shook his head decidedly. The flicker
os doubt was again eXtinguished; for
undoubtedly Maitland had escorted her
home that morning; her reference had
been to that place. Somewhere else,
he insisted, confident that she was
playing fair.
She appeared to think for an in
slant, then, fumbling in her pocket
book. extracted typical feminine
pencil stub-its business end looking
as though it had been gnawed by q
yindlctive rat-and scrubbed hastily
on the back OF a menu card:
Mrs. McCabe, 2O5 West One Hun
dred and Eighteenth street. Top floor
Ring three times
49, II shall be there at seven" she tolt
him. You won't fail me?"
Not If I'm still at liberty" he
laughed.
And the waiter smiled at discretion
a PARKWAY and unobtruslve smile tina
could by no possibility give offense
at the same time 1t was calculated t.
convey the impression that, in the
opinion of one humble person, at least
Mr.. Maitland was a merry wag.
"Good-by DAM
Anisty held her fingers in his hare
palm for an instant, rising from hi
chair.
"Good.by, my dear" he said, clum
silly.
He watched her disappear, eye
humid, temples throbbing. by thu
powers!" he cried. But shei
worth it,"
Perhaps his meaning was vague
even to himself. He resumed his sea
mechanically and sat for tim'
starring dreamly into vacancy, blum
fingers drumming on the cloth.
mo-" he declared at length. mo
I'm safe enough In he
hands"
Z Once secure from the public gaze
the Girl crowded back into a corner o
the cab, as though trying to efface heI
self Her eyes closed almost auto
matically; the curve of laughing lip
became a doelul droop; crinkle al
cared between the arched brows
waves of burning crimson flooded he
face and throat.
In her lap both hands lay clenche
INTO inv fists-clenched SO tightly tina
A. hurt, numbing her iingers-a phys
ical pain that, somehow, helped her I