Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1911-09-29
CHAPTER xI.-(Continued.)

te assured ner, Stlll retaining MS HOlu
upon her hand. This was merely a
preliminary skirmish, and you must
prepare to bear your part in what
follows. We have settled Mr.. Hawley
for the present, and now must deal
with his gang"
''Oh, what would I have done IL you
had not been here?"
Let US not think about that; we
were here, and now have busy night
before us If we get away safely. Give
me the rope first Good! Here, Neb,
you must know how to use this-not
too tight, but without leaving any play
to the arms: take the knife out of his
belt Now for the cloth, Miss
Maclaire."
Please do not call me that"
But you said it didn't make any
difference what l called you"
Il thought 1t didn't then, but 1t does
now"
"Oh, see; we are already on new
footing. Yet l must call you some.
thing"
She hesitated just long enough for
him to notice it. Either she had no
substitute ready at hand, or else doubt
ed the advisability of confding her
real name under present circumstances
to one SO nearly stranger.
you may call me Hope"
"a name certainly of good omen"
he returned. From this moment
shall forget Christie Maclaire. and re-
member only Miss Hope. All right,
Neb; now turn over chair, and sit
your man up against it. He will rest
all the easier in that position until his
gang arrives
He thrust his head out of the door.
peering cautiously forth into the night,
and listening. A single horse, prob
ably the one Hawley had been riding,
was tied to dwarfed cottonwood near
the corner of the cabin. Nothing else
living was visible.
Il am going to round up our horses,
and learn the condition of Hawley's
Il may be gone for fifteen or twenty
minutes, and, meanwhile, Miss Hope,
get ready for long ride. Neb, stand
Lere close beside the door, and if any
one tries to come in brain him with
your gun-stock I'll rap three times
when I return"
He slipped out into the silent night,
and crept cautiously around the end
of the dark cabin. The distinct change
in the girls attitude of friendship to-
ward him, her every evident desire
that he should think we'll of her, to-
gether with the providential opportu-
nifty for escape, had left him full of
confidence. The gambler had played
blindly into their hands, and Keith
was quick enough to accept the ad-
vantage. 1t was risk to himself, to
be sure, thus turning again to the
northward, yet the clear duty he owed
the girl left such choice almost i'm
perative. He certainly could not drag
her along with him on his flight into
the wild Comanche country extend
ing beyond the Canadian. She must,
at the very least, be first returned to
the protection OF the standardization
along the Arkansas. After that had
been accomplished. he would consider
his own safety. He wondered if Hope
really was her name, and whether 1t
was the family cognomen. or her given
name. That she was Christie Maclaire
he had no question. yet that artistic
establishment was probably merely
assumed for the work of the concert
hall Both he and Hawley could
scarcely be mistaken as to her identi-
ty in this respect. and. indeed. she had
never openly denied the fact. Yet she
did not at all seem to be that kind,
and Keith mentally contrasted her
with numerous others whom he had
somewhat intimately known along the
border circuit It was difficult to as
sociate her with that class; she must
have come originally from some excel
lent family East. and been driven to
the life by necessity: she was more to
be pitied than blamed Keith held no
puritanical views of life-his own ex-
periences had been too rough and
democratic for that-yet he chung te-