The Mobridge news. [volume] (Mobridge, Walworth Co., S.D.) 190?-1917, 1912-07-26
CHAPTER xxii.-(Continued.)

Don't you ever do It." he insisted.
The marshal brought her In here.
and fired a fellow out O. the room so
as to give 1t to her. He'd clean out
this house II we ran In a cold deck on
q friend O. his"
What do l care for what your
marshal does?"
But he's Bill Hickock, Miss. Wild
Bill"
Miss Maclaire leaned back against
the stair-rail. her eyes turning from
Tommy to her sp~eechless supporters.
Slowly the truth seemed to penetrate
1hcr brain.
"Oh." she gasped a. last. Then
then what else can you give me?"
The officers had long since depart
ed. promising. however, to remain
over in town and hear her again that
might at the Trocadero. with hints as
10 . late supper; she had received a
call from the manager OF that most
popular resort, and had rendered his
life miserable by numerous demands;
had passed half an hour practicing
with the leader of the orchestra; but
~ irritable. and still tempted to In
wade "15." and give that other woman
q piece of her mind. Then some n
raped on the door. There was a de-
cided accent Of vexation in the voice
which babe the one outside enter. but
the lady's mood changed swiftly as
her brown eyes perceived standing In
the doorway the erect form Of Keith.
the light from the window revealing
clearly his strong face. The man
stood hat in hand. bowling slightly. un-
able to comprehend why he should
have been sent for. yet marvelling
again 1t the remarkable resemblance
between this woman and that other
whom he had left at Fort Larned. AS
Miss Maclaire stood with back toward
the window, she presented the same
youthful appearance. the same slen-
derness Of figure. the same contour Of
face.
miss Christie Maclaire?" he asked,
a. though In doubt.
YES" graciously. won instantly by
the mans appearance and manner
you wished to see me? VIII you be
seatedT"
He crossed the narrow room to the
stf0-backed chair indicated. and the
lady sank negligently down into her
own. resting her head against a pill
low. and regarding him expectantly.
He could view her now much more
distinctly, observing the slight differ
ence In age. the fuller lips. the darker
shade OF the hair. and the varied ex,
preston of the eyes. 1t was as II a
different soul had looked forth from
the same face. He had never before
realized how little. apparently trihing,
details marked the human counten-
ance. and, embarrassed by her own
scrutiny. his glance swept about the
room. Misunderstanding this shifting
Of eyes. Miss Christie sought to place
the man more at ease.
The o Is a perfect fright she
observed briskly. shut what can one
expect In these mushroom towns.
Really l had never been here before,
or ! shouldn't have come. They pay
good money though for talent, and
we all have to live. you know. Are
r you in professional work."
He s~hooxcsiis head. smiling. some
what perplaxcd at his reception.
Really I didn't suppose you were
she went on. you don't look 1t. But
there are so many who come to me
TO help them that I have grown sus.
plci0us of every stranger. May l ask
Why you desired to see me?"
Another suspicion had taken pos.
session Of her mind. for the men OF
that section ERE backward In
exhibiting admiration. yet somehow
this man did not seem exactly OF thai
KIND.
Il came merely because l was sen,
a.. Miss Maclaire.A he replied. his
cray eyes once again upon her face
ssuocters Fairbaln gaye we your mes
sAse: ! su Task Keith"