The Coalville times. [volume] (Coalville, Utah) 1894-1923, 1910-11-04

UI'ir tulH IOb IN about TWO days ms
administration is a fizzle.' said Ard
more as they resumed their march
through the forest There was q
wilder fling to the roll OF the land
now. but the underbrush was better
cleared. ana the trail had become .
bride path that had known mans
care
This Is some OF Paul's work" said
ArdmOre. and n am not very much
mistaken we are on my land now and
headed straight enough for the wagon.
road that leads south beyond tho red
bungalow These roads In here we're
planned to give variety. but never
before appreciated how complicated
they are"
The path stretched away through
the heavy forest. and they climbed 10
ridge that commanded wide region
that lay bathod In silver moonlight
so softly luminous that II seemed OF
the stun Of shadows made light West.
ward, a mile distant. lay Ardsloy. only
a little below the level OF the bridge
and touched with a faint purple as OF
spring twilight
Ardmoro sat his saddle. quietly con.
tcmplnting the great house that
struck him almost for the FIRST time as
imposing lie felt. too. little heart.
ache that he did not quite understand
Wed better be- moving" suggested
Cooke Look below thorol"
Looking on from the ridge they saw
o man and a woman riding along a
strip Of road from which the timber
had been cut The night was so still.
the gray light so subduod. that the
two figures moved as steadily and
softly M shadow pictures on n screen.
The slow even motion OF the riders
was interrupted suddenly. The man,
who was nearer the remote observers.
had stopped and bent toward the
woman as though to snatch her rein.
when her horse threw up It's head
and fell back on It's launches. Then
the woman struck the man n blow
with her riding crop. and galioped
swiftly away along the white ribbon.
like road In the perfect nlght-silence
II was like scene OF pantomlme.
That's all right" cried Cooke.
Come along Wen cut into that
road at the bungalow"
They swung their horses away from
the ridge and back into the bride.
path. which once more dipped sharply
down into heavy timber. Cooke lead.
Ing the way. and three OF the best
hunters known TO the Ardslcy stables
few down the clear but winding path
The Incident which the trio had Wit.
messed required no Interpretation. the
girls blow aud flight had translated
II into language explicit enough.
Ardmore thanked his German for
ester a thousand times for the admir-.
able brldle.path over which they gal.
loped. with It's certain footing beneath
and clean sweep from the boughs
above The blood surged hotly through
hla heart. and IN was angry foe thc<
first time In his life: but his head WA 1
cool. and the damp air OF the foreit
flowing by tranquilllzod him into n |
new clatlon OF spirit Jerry Dangtt. |
field was the dearest and noblest and
brayest girl In the world-he knew
that; and she was clever and resource.
ful enough to devise means for pre-.
serving her fathers oficlal and priv.
ate honor; and not less quick to de.
mnd herself from insult from a titled |
scoundrel
The three men rode out into the |
broad highway at the red bungalow and
paused to listen.
lie hasn't got here yet. Only one
person has passed aud these must be- |
the tracks Of the girls horse" said |
Cooke. who had dismountcd aud struck |
matches, the better TO observe the |
faint footprints In the hard shell
road.
Hell be along In minute. Let ~ /
got Into the shadow of the bungalow. |
and when he comes Wen ride out and /
nail him. The bungalows a sort Of |
way house. often stop here when /
I'm out ON the estate and want TO |
rest. | have the key In my pocket"
As Ardmoro's keys jlnglcd In the |
lock Cooke cried out softly. Their |
quarry was riding swiftly toward
them. ana he drew rein before the |
bungalow as Cooke and Collins rode |
out to meet him
Il say" painted the duke
You are our prisoner Dlsmoupt
and come into this house"
crO HE CONTINUED