The Kendrick gazette. [volume] (Kendrick, Idaho) 1892-1968, 1910-08-12

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He stopped. A suggestion of pain
crept into her expression. But the
laugh returned to his lips, the luster to
his eyes.
"A good many people have their
| pasts. Can you imagine what mine
may. have been?'
She seemed to stand in hateful
dream. Looking at him-the torn even
| ing clothes. his face. pale, different.
Listening to him-to what?
IA convict" said the man. 'Yes.
that's what | was. Had been in jais-
jails. And was sent out OF the coun-
! try years ago-transported. But time
went by, and the convict thought he
might safely come back-boldly, with
IMMUNITY. The wears and circuni-
stances had altered him, wrought great
changes He felt compelled to return
why is of no believed him
self secure in so doing and was until
chance led him out of his accustomed
way-to new walks, new faces. where
Law the danger. the ambush, into which
he who thought himself strong like
weak fool walked or was led blindly."
The blue eyes bent like stars now on
this man in her room standing before
her with bold. hooking face as II his
dark eyes read. understood every
thought that passed through her brain
You. Then it was you-John Steele
that they
1.-THE convict they tried to arrest?
Yes"
You? DON'T Her voice was
almost childlike.
Il will help you to-uDderstand!"
An ashen shade came over his face.
The man paused. There was
strange CLEAN in the dark eyes that
fingered on her. Its light was sue
ceeded by another. iercer express
sion. For the first time she moved.
shrank back slightly. I'm afraid
used a few of them roughly" he said
with look derisory. There was no
time for soft talk. 1t was cut and
run-give leg ball. as the thieves
say" Did he purposely relapse into
coarser words to clinch home the
whole damning. detestable truth?
, But it was a close call out there in
the garden. They were before the
convict in the woods. He must needs
, double back to the shadow of the
house! At the bottom of moat he
. looked up to balcony overhead. small
: as Juliet's. though | swear be thought
It led to armory hall. not here. Ha.
he known the truth he would have
stayed there first, and But. as II
, was, he heard voices around the cor
. ner; afar, men approaching. The ivy
I at Strathorn House Is almost as ole
3 as the house itself, the main branches
? larger than a mans arm. 1t was moi
, difficult to get here. though wisf
now"-he dared smile bitterly-'they
, had come on me first"
O She moved slowly out into the room
! His face was half averted. He die
\ not turn, although he must have
q known she was near. With his bacl
9 toward her he gaZed down at the soft
;. bright hues of the rug and on it {
Willie lulbS, u tiHy III Va ittNS, u manu-
= kerchief that some time before hat
futtered to the floor and had been lef
lying there.
q "But"-she spoke now-"you-yo'
q who seemed all that was-I can't be
II lieve-it is impossible, uncomfortable!
II 81 have told you the truth because
. the words broke from him-"I hat
|. to-. Must I"-despite himself Their
l. was an accent of acutest pain in hi
voice-"repeat it?"
| "Oh," she said, "it was infamous
!" The word struck him like q viii
# and dashed his face to dull red. TIL
silence grew.
ID 81 would not presume to dispute O
10 10 contradict any conclusion you ma
b. have reached" He spoke at length i
ID n low, even voice. 81 had not, as
st said, intended this last, this most il
1t cxcusable intrusion. You have no.
t. only one course to pursue'-his gaz
Id turned to the long silken bell rope Q
the wall-'and promise not to resis
". Well?' be said.
IN She had suddenly stopped. In Il