The New era-leader. (Wagner, Charles Mix County, S.D.) 1911-1912, 1911-09-22
Copyright. A. c. Mcclure Z Co. lAJ
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against II, her face Clearly revealed
in the light of the lamp. For the first
time Keith really perceived its beauty,
lie fresh charm. Could such as she
be singer and dancer in q frontier con-
cert hall? And II 90. what strange
conditions ever drove her into that
sort Of life?
Isis Fred with your she CUES
TONED. doubtfully.
No: he's with another party riding
farther west the mans eyes survey
ing her with manifest approval You
+ certainly looking nns tonight, my
girl It's dimcuft to understand how
I ever managed TO keep away from
you 90 long"
She flushed to the hair. her Hps
trembling ut the open holiness q his
tone.
IL prefer you would not spsak
IKE that" abe protested
And why not!' with q light laugh.
Come. Christie, such nns airs are Q
tribe out OF place. II I didn't know
you we're q concert hall artist, I might
be more deeply impressed. Al II u.
l reckon you've heard love words b.
fore now"
"Mr. Hawley. I have trusted you -
q gentleman. I never came here e.
cept on your promise to bring me 70
my brother" and she stood erect be.
fore him. You have no right to even
assume that I am Christie Maclaire."
Sure not; / don't assume. I have
seen that lady too often to be mis-
taken. Don't try On that sort Of thing
with mel don't take to 1t kindly.
Perhaps . kiss might put you In BET
ter humor."
He took q step forward. a though
proposing to carry ont his threat. but
the girl stopped him. her eyes burn
ing with Indignation.
How dare you!- she exclaimed pas.
s~ionately. all fear leaving her IN sud-
den resentment You think me alone
here and helpless: that you can insult
Ne at pour pleasure. Don't 90 too
Tar. MI. Haw1ey. I know what you
are now. and 1t makes no difference
what you may think of me, or call me;
you'll and me perfectly able - defend
myself"
"Oh, indeed!" sneeringly. you are
mslodramatic: you should have been
IN actress instead of q singer. But
you waste your talent out here on me.
Do you imagine / fear either you, or
your precious brother7 = Why, ! could
have him hung to-morrow."
She was staring ct him with vide
open eyes. her face white.
"What-what do you meant What
has Fred dons?"
He was cold and sarcastic.
That makes no difference: It II
what / could induce men to swear
he had done. It's easy enough to
convict In this country. II you only
know how. I simply tell you this. %
you won't press me too hard. Puri-
tautsm 10 out OF place west of the Mis-
souri,. especially among ladies of your
profession. Oh. come. now. Christie.
don't try to put such airs on with me-.
know who you are, gil right. and
can guess why you ere hunting after
Fred Willoughhy. | pumped the boy.
and got most Of the truth out Of him."
"you-you have seen him. then.
since you LETT me-" she faltsred. b.
wlldsrsd. and didn't bring him here
with youf"
Why should r. and the man stepped
forward his eyes on her. his
hands twttehins With ! desire TO clasp
her to him. yet restrained By some un-
ds6nable power. while ! believed
your 160thsr story. { eeuld have play
ed thu Good 14mAritan most beautiful
y. bat altar I talked with Willoughby
I pre1of him at : distancs.s
NY brother storyl Do you mean
70 tnstnuate you doaht his being my
brothsgf He told you thatfs
HI ave up The wbcIs tr1ck. you
cant tTust : Md NJ that, Christie. 4
| couple Of drinks win loosen his ton
que, and put you = wrong. Come. nov.
I know It al: be rsas0nable."
Apparently the girl had lost her
power Of speech, staring bHndly 1t the
face Of the man before hsr. - Z bird
meets the slow approach Of = snake
Keith could re her lips move, but
making ~ sound. HaNley evidently
interpretsA hee silence = hesitation.
doubt - - bia real msauing.
sYGa - uheso yoa are g. nov,
| Chs1Gtiey. - wsat e swiftly. But
you don't nssd to b afraid. I'm going
to - . frisnd 70 you. and you can be
mig1ty giad y0u gos nd Of Willoughy
- sally. Why. I can buy you diar
mcnds vhAFs - couldn't give you Z
calico dFese. Come q. lets stop thu
tQQlishpeeG. took . liking 70 you
baeh there II - stags. and The mcrs
I've thought shout you since the
csosisr rye ct Whsa ! succssdsd n
pumping WiIIoughby dry, and discov.
ered you wasn't his sistsr at I'll, why
that ssttlsd The mates. cama down
hers aftsr you- ! love you, do you m
-dsrstanA thatf And, veat's more.
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