Lincoln County times. (Jerome, Idaho) 1911-1919, 1912-09-12

believed her to De Christie Maclaire
at that time. but something might
have occurred since to change that be-
lief. Anyhow, the man was not now
seeking Hope. out the other. Appar-
emily the latter was either already
here in Sheridan or expected soon.
And exactly what was 1t the gambler
desired this Maclaire woman to do?
This was the important matter, and
for its solution Keith possessed mere
ly few hints, a few vague suggestions.
She was expected to represent herself
as Phyllis-Phyllis who? Some Phyl-
lis surely whose physical resemblance
to Hope must be sufficiently marked
to be at once noticeable. Willoughby
had evidently revealed to Hawley
some hidden family secret, having
money involved, no doubt, and in
which the discovery of this mysteri-
GUS Phyllis figured. She might. per-
haps, be a sister, or half-sister who
had disappeared, and remained ignor-
ant as to any inheritance. Hopes
picture shown by the boy, and re-
minding Hawley at once of Christie
Maclaire, had been the basis of the
whole plot. Exactly what the details
of that plot might be Keith could not
figure out, but one thing was reason
ably certain-it was proposed to de-
fraud Hope. And who in the very
truth was Hope? 1t suddenly occurred
to him as a remarkably strange fact
that he possessed not the slightest
/ iply 4A h. o{r
brother had assumed to be called VIII
loughby when he enlisted in the army.
and his companions continued to call
him this. If he could interview the
girl now for only five minutes he
should be able probably to straighten
out the whole intricate tangle. But
where was she? Would she have re-
NAMED until this time at Fort Larned
with Kate Murphy?
There was a noise of movement in
the next room. Apparently as Hawley
arose carelessly from his edge of the
washstand he had dislodged the glass.
which fell shivering on the floor. Scott
swore audibly at the loss.
Shut up. Bill" snapped the gam
bier. irritated. you've got the bottle
left. I'm going; there's nothing for
any of US to do now. until after | see
Christie. You remain here. Do you
understand REMAIN here. Damn me,
If that drunken fool isn't waking up.
There was rafting of the rickety
bed. and then the sound of Willough-
bys voice. thick from liquor.
Almighty glad to see you. Bart
am. indeed. Want money-Bill an
both want money-can't drink with
out money-can't eat without money
shay. when you goin' stake us?"
III see you again in the morning
Fred" returned the other briefly. &c
on back to sleep"
will when | git good an ready
go sleep. stay wake. just as | please
don't care damn what yer do-go'
new frien' now"
"A new friend? Who?" Hawley
spoke with aroused interest.
"Oh. he's all right-he's mighty fine
fellow-come in wisout in-invita
tion-called her Hope-you fool Bar
Hawley. think my sister Christie
Christie-damfino the name-my sis
ter. HopeAdon't want yer money
my-my new friend. he'll stake me
he knows my sister-Hope."
The gambler grasped the speaker
shaking him into some slight sem
blance of sobriety.
, Nov. look here. Willoughby, | wan
: the truth. and mean to have it," he in
B. sisted Has some one been in her
r while Scott was gomez"
,. "Sure-didn't just tell YER
t friend O Hopes"
/ Who was he? Speak up wan
. the name,"
2 There was a faint gurgling sound
e as though the gamblers vice-like fir
I gers were at the boys throat; a Sigh
struggle, and then the choked voic
gasped out:
d Let up! damn yer! He called him
g self Jack Keith"
(TO BE CONTINUED)