River Falls journal. [volume] (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1872-2019, 1911-11-02
CHAPTER xvIII.-(continued.)

CHAPTER XVIII.-(Continued.)
Just little" carelessly; but what
sort of trick could he be working
trying to make you acknowledge
Christie Maclaire as your sister,"
Willoughby did not answer, shifting
uneasily about on the bed. keith
waited, and at last the boy blurted
out:
"Oh, It wasn't nothing much. | told
him something when | was drunk
once, that I thought maybe might
have stuck to him. Odd he should
make that mistake, too, for | showed
him Hopes picture. Bart's a schemer,
and didn't know but what he might
have figured out trick, though
don't see how he could. 1t wasn't no
more than a pipe dream, / reckon.
Where did you meet Hope? Back in
Missouri"
"Oh, I've known her some time Not
long ago l did her a service for which
she Is grateful. Did you know she
was out in this country searching for
your"
out here? In Kansas?
Sure; that isn't much Of trip
for a spirited girl She got 1t in her
head from your letters that you were
In trouble, and set out to find you
and bring you home. She didn't tell
me this, but that is the way heard it.
1t was for her sake l came in here.
Why not go to her. Willoughby, and
then both of you return to Missouri"
The sullenness had gone out of the
boys face: he looked tired, discour-
aged.
Where is Hopper" he asked
Fort Larned, suppose. She went
to Carson City first"
We'll, that settles it." shaking his
head You don't suppose / could go
browsin' round Larned, and not get
snapped up, do you? They don't chase
deserters very far out here, but that's
the post skipped FROM and. they'd
jug me all right. Besides. I'm damned
If I'll go back until get stake
want to see a fellow first"
What fellow?"
We'll, it's Hawley, If you want to
know 30 bad. He said If would come
here and wait for him he'd put me on
to a good thing"
Was there deeply laid plot back Of
all these preparations involving both
Willoughby and his sister? What
was 1t Hawley was scheming about so
carefully, holding this boy deserter
in one hand, while he reached out the
other after Christie Maclaire? Surely,
the Unrl-ipcr l.
must have a purpose in view. VIII
loughby had acknowledged he had told
the fellow something once when he
was drunk-about his family history,
no doubt, for he had shown him
Hopes picture. What that family
secret was Keith had no means of
guessing, but Hawley, the moment he
saw the face on the cardboard. had
evidently recognized Christie Maclaire
had thought of some way in which
what he now knew could be turned
to advantage. The few scattered facts
which Keith had collected all seemed
to point TO such a conclusion-Hawley
had sent the boy to Sheridan, where
he would be out of sight, with orders
to wait for him there, and the prom
ASS VI a SJchS " hSSQ ulI0 UuleI.
Then he had gone to Independence
and Topeka seeking after Christie
Maclaire. Evidently he meant to keep
the two apart until he had gained
from each whatever it was he
sought But what could that be?
What family secret could Willoughby
have blurted out in his cups, which
had so stimulated the gamblers wits?
Two things combined to cause
Keith to determine he would uncover
this rascalfty-his desire to repay
Hawley, Snd his interest in the girl
rescued on the Salt Fork. This gossa-
mer web of intrigue into which he had
stumbled unwittingly was nothing TO
hiIc personally; had it not involved
born Hawley and Miss Hope, he would
have left it unsolved without another
thought But under the circumstances
1t became his own battle There was
a crime here-hidden as yet, and
probably not consummated-involv
girl He would dig into this until he
wrong, perhaps disgrace, to the young
uncovered the truth; he would find
out what dirty trick Black Bart" was
up to.
AS he thought this out, not swiftly
as recorded, but slowly, deliberately,
piecing the bits together within his
mind, blindly feeling his way to a
final conclusion, the boy had sunk
back upon the bed, overcome with
liquor. and fallen asleep. Keith
stepped over, and looked down upon
him in the dim light. He could recog-
nize something of her features in the
upturned face, and his eyes softened
There was no use seeking again to