The Grenada sentinel. [volume] (Grenada, Miss.) 1868-1955, 1912-01-12

/ ed TO escort me to the hotel. remem-
Der now that although he introduced
himself, | never once thought to men,
ton to him my name. The town wal
very rough last night-the company
had paid off the graders | was told
and there was no carriage. so we were
compelled to walk. II never saw
such a mob of drunken men. One
I came Keeling against me. and brushed
aside my veil so as to see my face.
The doctor struck him. and then the
marshal came up-you know him. Bill
Hickock-and the impudent fellow
actually declared he knew me. that
I was Christie Maclaire. I tried to
explain, but they hurried me on
through the crowd to the hotel. and |
became confused. and forgot. Do you
suppose they registered me by that
name?"
quite likely; at least Fairbain still
believes 1t was the Christie whom he
so calamity escorted last night"
How provoking" her foot tapping
the floor, a little wrinkle between her
eyes. 1T seems as though | couldn't
escape that woman-does she-does
she really look like me?"
AT a little distance. yes" he adj
mitted. her form and face resemble
yours very closely, but her hair 10
darker, her eyes have a different ex-
preston. and she must De five or six
years older"
"Do-do you know her well2"
mo, indeed; | have seen her sever
al times on the stage. but never met
her until a few moments ago
"A few moments ago! Do you mean
she is here in this hotel?"
Yes, Miss Hope, and that was what
made the mistake In names SO laugh
able. Fairbain gave me your mes
sage. but as coming from Christie. l
was, of course. greatly surprised. yet
responded. The lady very promptly
denied having sen for me. but as !
was anxious to interview her myself,
we managed to drift into conversation,
and | must have passed a half houf
there. | might have been there SAL.
but for an interruption"
"Oh, indeed" with rising infection.
He glanced quickly about. reminded
Of the situation.
Yes, Hawley came In. and | would
prefer not to meet him here, or have
him discover you were in Sheridan.
Could we not go to your room?
have much to tell you"
Her questioning eyes left his face.
and stared down over the rail. A heav
lily built man, with red moustache
leaned against the clerks desk.
do you know that MANI" she asked
quickly. He followed me all ths
time | was shopping. IL believe hs
is the same one who jostled me in the
crowd last night"
Keith leaned past her to get a bet
ter view. but the fellow turned. and
slouched away.
Il only had a glimpse. but have nc
recollection Of yer seeing him before
You heard no manner"
"'Wild Bill called hiEa either Scott
or Scotty-if this is the anne man"
/ Keith's jaw set. the fighting light
burning in his eyes. That was thu
name of the fellow rooming with WI
: loughby, the one who seemed to b
Hawley's special assistant.
"A mere accident probably; bu'
about my request? May | talk viii
, you a few moments alone?"
She bowed. apparently still dissatis
: fled regarding his lengthy converse
: ton with Christie, yet permitted hin
to follow down the hall. She helt
: open the door of rs" and he entered
silently. not wholly understanding tn,
change in her manner. She stood be
= fore the dresser. drawing off be
: gloves and removing her hat.
J. vii you be seated. Captain; thu
armchair by the window is the mor'
comfortable" She turned toward him
almost shyly. yet with womanly curt
l osity which would not be stilled. Wa
your call upon Miss Maclaire very In
9 teresting? Did you admire her veT1
much?"
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