The Mobridge news. [volume] (Mobridge, Walworth Co., S.D.) 190?-1917, 1911-12-15

| ed to escort me to the hotel. | remem-
ber now that although he introduced
| himself. | never once thought to men
ton to him my name. The town was
very rough last night-the company
had paid OF the graders ! was told
and there was no carriage, so We were
compelled to walk. II never saw
such a mob OF drunken men, One
came reeling against me. and brushed
aside my veil SO as to see my face
The doctor struck him. and then the
marshal came up-you know him, Bill
Hickock-and the impudent fellow
actually declared he knew me. that
| was Christie Maclaire. tried to
explain. but they hurried me on
through the crowd to the hotel. and 1
became confused. and forgot. Do you
suppose they registered me by that
Nance
Quite likely; at least Fairbain still
believes it was the Christie whom he
so gallantly escorted last night"
How provoking" her foot tapping
the floor, little wrinkle between her
eyes. 1T seems as though | couldn't
escape that woman-does she-does
she really look like me?"
AT a little distance, yes" he ad-
mitted. her form and face resemble
yours very closely, but her hair is
darker her eyes have a different OK
preston. and she must be five or six
years older"
'Do-do you know her well?"
No, indeed; | have seen her sever
al times on the stage, but never met
her until few moments ago"
A few moments ago! Do you mean
she is here in this hotel?"
Yes. Miss Hope, and that was Soat
made the mistake in names so laugh
able. Fairbain gave me your mes
sage, but as coming from Christie.
was, of course, greatly surprised. yet
responded. The lady very promptly
denied having sent for me. but as
was anxious to interview her myself.
we managed to drift into conversation,
and | must have passed a half hour
there. | might have been there still.
but for an interruption"
"Oh. indeed" with rising infection.
He glanced quickly about, reminded
Of the situation.
Yes, Hawley came In. and would
prefer not to meet him here, or have
him discover you were in Sheridan.
Could we not go to your room?
have much to tell you
Her questioning eyes left his face,
and stared down over the rail. A heav-
lily built man. with red moustachep
leaned against the clerks desk.
do you know that man." she asked
quickly. He followed me all the
lime | was shopping. II believe he
IS the same one who jostled me in the
crowd last night"
Keith leaned past her to get bet
,louched away
Il only had a glimpse. but have no
recollection of ever seeing him before
You heard no name?"
wild BIZ called him either Scott,
,r Scotty-if this is the same man."
Keiths jaw set. the fighting light
burning in his eyes. That was the
,ame of the fellow rooming with VIII
oughby. the one who seemed to be
tIawley's special assistant.
"A mere accident probably; but
about my request? May talk with
,ou a few moments alone?"
She bowed. apparently still dissatis-
led regarding his lengthy conversa
ion with Christie. yet permitted him
o follow down the hall. She held
,pen the door of u.s." and he entered
silently. not wholly understanding the
change IN her manner. She stood be-
ore the dresser. drawing on her
gloves aud removing her hat.
WITH you be seated. Captain: the
by the window Is the more
She turned toward him.
Utmost shyly. yet with womanly curl.
,sity which would not be stilled. WAS
,our call upon Miss Maclaire very in
eresting? Did you admire her very
nuch?"
ITO RE CONTINIJEDO