The Nezperce herald. (Nezperce, Idaho) 1900-1957, 1910-11-17
CHAPTER XIV.

"-+-N+-AH AZ III" aAINeAs Luc sAlu~i
was wet as sponge. and Betty. shoe
and stockings on. was 1oying in th'
rush Of the water and the feel OF tbs
tepid ooze beneath her feet Il wa.
the first time in days that the rair
had not been falling A haze stlll over
spread the desert and the air seemed
full enough or rain to have dripped Il
you had squeezed II. But Betty didn'l
care. Her long brown hair. still dull
ana satiny as a pecan-shell despite u
the havoc Of fever. sea wind and south
ern sun. dangied below her waist IN
TWO thick braids. and was parted with
never sign OF ripple over her broad
white forehead Betty's hair under no
provocati0n had ever been known %
curL II was nice. STRAIGHTFORWARD hair
Her gown was a prolongation OF Meta's
tunie. and skirt OF fine white linen.
low OF neck devoid OF sleeve and
clasped at the shoulder with two fash
ing diamond buckles that Meta picked
up somewhere around the castle. Il
was fastened at the belt BY a wide Cir
die OF cut and uncut diamonds curl
ousiy and 'indlscriminately mixed Bet
" had long since ceased 10 take any
interest IN diamonds. for she had had
more OF flashing pins and gee-gaws
thrust on her by the admiring Meta
during her stop in the castle than she
had ever dreamed Of owning Betty's
skirt. though much longer than Meta's.
was very wen above her ankles and
with City Editor Burton as an appre-
ciative audience Betty was practicing
barefoot dance as she had seen an
ultra fashionable exponent OF barefoot
dancing pranes upon a very esthetIc
stage.
Just watch. City Editor Burton
she laughed. Just watch Here Is
where I am expressing joy. Note the
glow OF the drapery. Burton, my boy.
md the marvellous way In which the
lancer sticks her toes into the ooze-
Oh. there's a thorn Now, City Editor
Burton. I'm about to be captured and Il
asst away on desert isle-watch me
see this gesture in grief-City Editor
nine-i send message-see-I well
ONE a pigeon-see. there. City Editor
burton. It brings me a message from
rom-oh. Meta. -Meta-Iarry--
Burton bayed a prodigious roar. Meta
1mbled from the house with a small
he in her hand as Betty. barefooted.
ishevelled. sDrang into the arms OF
AIRY Morris. and let him hold her
cry tightly and kiss her forehead
gain and again. while red-headed
Dhnny Johnson grabbed her hands al
.rnately and danced around 50 reck-
ssiy that Cfty Editor Burton howled .
uder than a simeon. Betty and Larry
ere too raDt for words. Not 50 the ,
Icorrigible Johnny.
Get on 10 the Isadora Duncan rig
: chortled. and this animal here
'ur lap-dog. Bettyz What do you call
mr.
City Editor Burton mumbled Bet Il
T, extricating herself from Larry,s o
ms. and both the men roared. o
Wouldn't I Ike to see old Burt's n
&C II we could only ship him the A
ute said Johnny. 1t would be worth 4
itting hung fort"
Meta. when she had recognized Lar
as the original OF the portrait In
stty's locket. lowered the little revol
=. which til this mornent Betty had II
{ known she possessed. As Meta
rned to go into the house Betty call
her back. and putting her arm :.
ound the black girls waist. she said: a
AIRY. dear. she has been good 10 me. CO
Il Is Meta" Larry put out his hand X
d the black girl. half abashed. took 70
silently.
Meta" echoed Johnny. where's
noni2 Is she his7~
Johnny whistled. and a man came
-ough the brake--he came Ike Ii
Iirlwind, and when he saw the BLACK nj
! BY Betty's side a savage yen u
umph. mingled with the grief that :.
born Of JOY. rang out from both their =
oats. ap
His WIFE" said Larry. quietly. He "s
ught US here. He and the pireona
~. dear. It was 50 like you to think
the pigeons!" -
On. then my messages ala some -.
d; those blessed birds. those bless
birdsi" exclaimed Betty. 7 never 1 (
" what became Of them. How ala
find the way7~
We followed Benonl: he knew the hin
I best answered Larry. s1o
His wife said Betty. aghast. -And
never told"
ohnson and Larry both laughed. III =
isn't the woman Of II. You'll hold 100
up against her all her life. I sup It's
- eve
Wen. don't care" said Betty. Of
yway, III bet know one thing you 40.t
don't know who killed csrisss stII
me-" 80
Vho7" asked both boys. IN a breath.
Feli. then, II was the man who %
7 her best replied Betty. cert
h. what's his name7" asked John -
don't know saId Betty. but Il 10,
have been her husband, Of 49,
Ell down on your assignment
ed Larry. NO story's any good u
tut namesi" mat
3 lion stretched HIS shrunken -
over his riclety teeth and yawn- 49,.
lightly. <nsn
ademolselle." said Meta. ap- CAP
hing. you had better come IN out
Q wet--it Is going 70 rain againf ~
at the sky"
ia, do you speak English" re- oepe
he'd Betty. with a mental resume ~
, weary DAYS fbef che had snoni Of q