Perth Amboy evening news., 1912-02-23

be said, drawing his horse down to a
walk.
II believe he u.s." said Betty with -
curt little air.
MAY I ride with your be gave her
. swift glance. She nodded indif-
ferently and would have urged her
horse into a gallop again, but he made
a gesture of protest. "Donf-or /
shall think you are still running away
from me-" he said with a short laugh.
Were you at the trial?" she asked.
II am glad they didn't get Hannibal
away frsm Yancy."
"Oh. Yancy win have his hands full
with that ~iater--so will Bladen," he
added, significantly. He studied her
out of those deeply sunken eyer OF bis
in which no shadow of youth lin
gered, for men such as he reached
their prime early, and 1t was a swift
ly passing splendor. Ferris tells me
you are going to west T~ennesseey"
he said at length.
"Yes."
az know your half-brother. Tom
Ware-I know him very we'll"
so you know Tom?" she observed,
and frowned slightly. Tom was her
guardian, and her memories OF him
were not satisfactory. A burly, I'M
shaven mar with a queer streak OF
meanness through his character.
You've spent much of your time
-, cor+h or o,,UCocfod Mfrral1
-Four years. I've been at school.
you know. That's where I met Judith
Ferris"
II hope you'll like west Tennessee,
It's still a bit raw compared with
what you've been accustomed to In
the north. You haven't been back in
all those four years?" Betty shook
her head. "Nor seen Tom-nor any
one from out yonder?" For some rea-
son q little tinge OF color had crept
into Betty's cheeks. "Will you let me
renew our acquaintance at Belle
Plain? / shall be In west Tennessee
before the summer il over; probably
/ shall leave here within a week." he
said, bending toward her. His glance
dwelt on her face and on the plant
lines Of her figure. and his senses
swan.
"T imagine you will be welcome st
Belle Plain You are Toms friend"
Murrell bit his lip, and then laughed
as his mind conJured up a picture OF
the cherished Tom. Suddenly he
reached out and rested his hand on
hers.
"Betty-if / might think he be-
gan, but his tongue stumbled. His
love-making was usually of a savage
sort, but some quality In the girl held
him IN check. Betty drew away from
him. n angry color on her cheeks
and an angry light in her eyes For
give me, Bettyl" murmured Murreli,
but his heart beat against his ribs,
and passion sent its surges through
him. Don't you know what I'm try
ing to tell your" he whispered. Betty
gathered UP her reins. Not yet
he cried, and again he rested a heavy
hand on hers.
Let me go--iet me go!" cried Bet
ty Indignantly.
"No-not yeti" He urged his horse
still nearer and gathered her close.
you've got to hear me. I've loved
you since the first moment I rested
my eyes on you--and. by God. you
shall love me In return!" He felt her
struggle to ffee herself from mis-
grasp with q sense OF savage triumph:
Bruce Darlington. on his way back
to Fayetteville from the Forks, came
about a turn in the road. Betty saw
a tall, handsome fellow in the first
flush OF manhood; Darlington. an
angry girl struggling In a mans
grasp.
At sight Of the newcomer, MurreiI
with an oath, released Betty. who
striking her horse with the whip, gal
loped down the road toward the
Barony. AS she fed past Darlington
she bent low In her saddle.
Don't let him follow mel" sht
gasped, and Darlington. striding for
ward, caught Murrells horse by tn
bit.
LET go!" roared Murrell, and
murderous light shot from his eyes,.
II don't know but I should pull yo'
out Of that saddle and twist you