The Mobridge news. [volume] (Mobridge, Walworth Co., S.D.) 190?-1917, 1910-10-07
CHAPTER XV-coutinusd.

CHAPTER XV.-coutinusd.
As we turned the cnrne ! glanced
bach. h" g hlcak hohind rs John
son was moving our way slowly.
When he saw me- he stopped and pro
cseded with great elaboration 70 light
q cigar. Ey hurrylng. however, he
caught the car that we took, and stood
unnbtrusivoly on the rear platform.
He looked tagged, and absont.minded-
" paid our fares, to Meningitis de-
light.
I'VE will give him n run for his
money. he declared, rs the car moved
cnuntryward. Conductor. let us of
at the muddiest lane you can ind"
At one o'clock, after a siN.mile ram.
Bile, We entered a small country hotel.
We had seen nothing OF Johnson for a
half hour At that time he was a
quarter of q mile behind as, and losing
RAPIDLY. BEFORE we had finished our
luncheon he staggered into the inn.
One Of his boots was under his arm,
and his whole appearance was deplur-
able. tie was coated with mud, streak
ed with perspiratiun. and he limped
as he walked. He chose q table NOT
far from us and ordered Scotch. Be
yond touching his hat he paid no AT.
tentinn to us.
I'm just getting my second wind"
Mcknight declared How do You feel,
Mr. johnson? Six or eight miles more
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son put down the glass he had raised
10 his lips without replying.
The fact was, however, that | was
Ike johnson. l was soft from my
weeks in~action, and | was pretty well
Zone up. Mcknight, who was q we'll
spring OF vitality and high spirits, or
dered q strange connection, made of
nearly everything In the bar, and sent
Il over to the detective, hut johnson
refused It,
i hate that kind OF person." Nc
knight said pettishly. kind Of a feE
low that thinks you're going to poison
hts dog Ii you offer him a bone.
When we got to the car line. with
johnson a dragged and dropping tail
TO the lite, ] WINS in better spirits
had told Mcknight the story of the
three hours just after the wreck; 4
had not named the girl, of course: she
had my promise 0l secrecy. But ] told
him everything else. II was a relief
To have q fresh mind on it. I had puz-
Kled SO much ever the tnci6ent at the
farmhouse, ana the necklace in the
gold bag, that ] had LOST perspective.
He had been interested. but inclined
TO be amused. until / came to the
brokan chain. Then he had whistled
softly.
But there are tons Of fne gold
chains made every year." he said
why IN the world do you think that
the-cr-smeary piece came from
that n~ecklaceg1
! had looked around. Johnson was
far behind. scraping the mud Of his
feet with a piece OF stick.
y have the short end Of the chain
IN the ~gealslin bag" | reminded him.
~Wnen / couldn't sleep this morning I
thought | would settle Il, one way or
the other II was he'll to 20 along the
way ! hid been doing. And-there's
no doubt about It. Rich It's the same
chain"
We walked fiong In silence until
we caught the car back to town.
Well ne said finally, ~yOu know
tht Tifi. q course. and | don't Rnt
n fou like her--and / think myself
you're rbthlgr hard hit. old man
NoEIdnf give q whoup about the chain
r TIE sold pur bes It's Just one or the
little erincidennea fhat bang people
9 sad then and as for last night
-if sh0's the kisd OF a girl Won saw
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