The Mobridge news. [volume] (Mobridge, Walworth Co., S.D.) 190?-1917, 1912-05-10
CHAPTER X.--(Contlnued.)

"A murder! Did you imagine he
same this way"
Not very likely; fact OF 1t ls, the
Vsand storm yesterday destroyed all
traces, and, as a result, we've lost
Aim. So headed a few Of the boys
,sser in this direction. as | wanted 70
believe you OF anxiety"
She was silent an instant, and the
una crossed to the fireplace, where
Keith could gain a glimpse OF him.
ALREADY suspicious from the familiar
aDund OF his voice, he was not sur
ysised to recognize BLACK Bart" The
Rlainsman's fingers gripped the negro's
h<Hn. his eyes burning. So this gambler
md blackieg was the gentlemanly Mr..
Hawley. was he; well. what could be
Ids little game? Why had he inveigled
she girl into this lonely spot? And
what did he now propose doing with
Aer? As he crouehed there. peering
kxrough that convenient crack In the
s6eer. Keith completely forgot his wi
peril, intent only upon this new dis
bssEery. She came slowly around the
and Of the table. and stood leaning
against It, her face clearly revealed
o the hight Of the lamp. For the first
Atme Keith really perceived It's beauty.
n fresh charm. Could such a. she
De sin ger and dancer In a frontier con
Bart hall! And II 90. what strange
bsond.tions svsr drove her into that
hort Of life!
isis Fred with your" she ques-
FUoncd. dombtfully.
mo; he's with another party riding
hArrher west" the mans eyes survey
pAg her with manifest approval. You
EArs certainly looking ane tonight. my
hs3rl. It's dtfaoult 10 understand how
a aver managed 10 keep AWAY from
J0u SO long"
She flushed to the hair, her lips
trembling at the open boldnees Of his
Anae.
IL prefer you would not speak
Hske that" she protested.
~And why notr" with q light laugh.
Come, Christie, such fine airs are a
kBale out Of place. II I didn't know
ypu were a concert hall artist, I might
d more deeply impressed. As It Is.
. reckon you've heard love words be-
k1me now"
MIR. Hawley. I have trusted you a.
10 gentleman. never came here sY-
sspt on your promise to bring mo to
my brother" and she stood erect be-
apre HIN. You have no right to even
assuc,c that I am Christie M~aclaire."
"Sure not; I don't assume. I have
Dsen that lady too often to be mis-.
SAken. Don't try on that sort Of thing
pstxh mel don't take to It kindly.
3erhaps a kiss might put you in BET.
~ humor."
: He took Q step forward, a. though
ysoposing to carry out his threat, but
ne girl stopped him. her eyes burn
hy with indignation.
How dare you!" she exclaimed pas
pfpnately, all fear leaving her in sud
Zen resentment. You think me alone
Asre and helpless; that you oan Insult
fne at your pleasure. Don't 70 too
M. Mr. Hawley. | know what you
me nov. and 1t makes no difference
vhAt yen may think Of me, or call me:
ROu'l find me perfectly able to defend
nyself."
"Oh, indeed" sneeringly, "you are
nelodramatic; you should have been
pm actress instead of a singer. But
you waste your talent out here ON me.
DO you imagine l fear either you. or
Iour precious brother? Why, I could
have him hung tomorrow"
She was staring at him with wide
ppen eyes. her face white.
"What-what do you mean What
Aas Fred donsr~
He was cold and sarcastic.
That makes no difference: Il n
fsAat l could induce mea to swear
- had done. Ifs easy snoush =
bpnvict In this country. II you oaly
how how. I simply tan you THU. -
IN won't press mo too hard. Pun.
1nism II out Of place wet u Ne Nh.
uour1. especially amang hdias q yous
p~oesss3on- Oh. come. NV, OAsiutso,
Dnt Try to Pvt snsh arr "a wan ma
know Who yva -. a rlghA a.
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