The Coalville times. [volume] (Coalville, Utah) 1894-1923, 1911-05-19
CHAPTER XVI.
An odd Affair a, Red Gate.

An Odd Affair at Red Gate.
AS ! rode through Port Annandaic
the lifting strains Of n waltz noatod
from the casino. and caught a
glimpse Of the lakes clncturc Of lights
My head was none too clear from liz
crack ON the cabin floor. and my chest
was growing sore aud stln from the
slash Of the Italians knife; but my
spirits were high. and my ears rang
with memories Of the Voice Helen
had given me commission. and every
fact NJ my life faded into insignincanco
compared to this. The cool night air
rushing by refreshed me. was eager
for the next turn Of the wheel. and
my curiosity ran on TO the boat.ma.
kcr's house
came now To lonely sweep. where
the road ran through heavy wood.
land, and the cool moist air of the
forest rose round me. The lake. I
knew, lay close at hand. and the Hart.
| ridge cottage was not. an l rcckoned
my distances. very far ahead, had
! drawn In my horse to consider the
manner Of my approach to the boat
makers, and was jogging along AT an
easy trot when fiiic.Ahot rang out ON
my left, from the direction Of the
creek. aud my horse SHE'D sharply
and plunged ON nj Wild gallon. He
ran several hundred yards before
could check him, and then I turned
and rode slowly back. peering into the
forests black shadow for the foe. !
paused and waited. with the horse
dancing crafty beneath me. but this
woodland presented an inscrutable
front ! then rode ON 10 the unfenccd
strip OF wood where I had left my
horse before.
began this narrative with every
intention Of telling the whole truth
touching my adventures nj Annnndale.
and | cannot deny that the shot from
the wood had again shaken my faith
In Helen llOlbroOk. She had sent me
to the Tippecanoe on an errand OF her
own choosing and had been fired ON
from ambush near the place 10 which
she had sent me. I fear that my tower
Of faith that had grown 40 tall and
strong shook ON its foundations; but
once more | dismissed my doubts, Just
ns ! had dismissed other doubts nnd
misgiylngs about her My neeting
glimpse of her In the window Of st.
Agatha's less than an hour before
flashed back upon me. and The tower
touched the stars. Etcadfast and Ne
reno again.
| strobe ON toward Red Gate with
my revolver In the side pocket Of my
Norfolk jacket A blackboard filled
with young folk from the summer col,
ony passed me. and then the utter ~
lcnce of the country held the worlo.
In n moment had reached the canoe
makers cottage and entered the gate.
! went at once 10 the front door and
knocked repeated my knock several
lin. ~, but there was no answer. The
front window blinds were closed tight
The hOuscboat was Cffectually
screened by shubbery and | had de.
seconded half "A dozen steps before
saw a light In the windows. II Oc.
Cured to me that ms had undOubted.
ly been sent to Rcd Gate for some pur.
pose, | should do well not to defeat II
by any clumsiness OF my own; 80
proceeded slowly, pausing several
times TO observe the lights below. /
heard the Tlppocanoe slipping by with
the subdued murmur Of water Mt
night; and then lantern flashed ON
deck md ! heard voices. Some one
was landing from boat In the creek.
This seemed nmiablc enough, as the
lantcrn'bcarer helped man IN the
boat TO Chamber TO the platform. and
from the open door Of the shop IA
broad shaft Of light shone brightly
upon the two men. The man with the
lantern was Holbrook, alias Hartridgo,
beyond Il doubt; the other was a slran-
ger llolbrook caught the painter of
the boat and silently made II fast.
Now" he said, come in"
ITO BE CONTINUED