Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1912-03-01

LIE and splendid condition. Arm
strong's hate and fierce temper coun-
tsrbalanced these at first. and with
arms locked and legs twined, with
teeth clenched and eyes blinded and
pulses throbbing and hearts beating,
they strove together.
The girl shrank back against the
wall and stared frightened. She feared
for her lover. she feared for herself.
Strange primitive feelings throbbed In
her veins. II was an old situation.
when two male animals fought for su-
premacy and the ownership OF q fe-
male, whose destiny was entirely re-
moved from her own hands.
Armstrong had shown himself in his
true colors at last She would have
nothing to hope from him II he was
the victor; and she even wondered in
terror what might happen to her II the
man she loved triumphed after the
passions aroused In such battle? She
grew sick and giddy. her bosom rose
and fell. her breath came fast az she
followed the painting. struggling. cling
ing grinding. figures about the room.
At FIRST there had been no advantage
to either, but now after i've minutes
/ or was It hours of fierce fighting,
the strength and superior condition Of
her lover began to tell. He was fore
ing the other backward. Slowly, inch
by inch. foot by foot, step by step,
he mastered him. The two interwin-
ing figures were broadside to her now,
she could see their faces innamed by
the lust Of the battle, engorged, blood
red with hate and fury, but there was
look Of exultation on one and the
shadow Of approaching disaster on the
other. But the consciousness that he
was being mastered ever so little only
increased Armstrong; determination
and he fought back with the frenzy
the strength Of maddened gorilla
and again for space the issue was II
doubt. But not for long.
The table, heavy cumbersome
four-legged affair, solid almost as {
rock, stood in the way. Newbold a
last backed Armstrong up against
and by superhuman effort bent hin
over It, held him with one arm ant
using the table as support, wrenchet
his left hand free. and sunk his IN
gers around the others throat. 1t wa
all up with Armstrong. 1t was onl.
q question Of time now.
Now" Newbold guttered on
hoarsely, you slandered the dead VIC
man l married, and you insulted tn
living one love. Take back wha
you said before you die"
Il forgive him." cried Enid Mai
land. "Oh, for Gods sake don't XII
him before my eyes"
Armstrong was past speech. TIL
inveteracy Of his hatred could be see
even in his fast glazing eyes, the indC
mitableness Of his purpose yet spok
in the negative shake OF his head. H
could die, but he would die in his hat
and in his purpose.
Enid ran to the two, she grapple
Newbol6s arm with both her own an
stroye with all her might to tear
away from the others throat. He
lover paid no more attention to he
bhdA - . ouhiAhCI OICCIc AdU lOuCnc
him. Armstrong grew black in tn
:. face, his limbs relaxed. another secor
or two 1t would have been over wit
}. him.
: Once more the door was throw
: open; through 1t two snow-covered me
entered. One swift glance told the
= all. One of them at least had expec
ed 1t. On the one side Kirkby. on Il
other Maitland, tore Newbold avs
from his prey Just in time to ss'
Armstrong; life. Indeed the latt
was 50 far gone that he fell from Il
table to the floor unconscious, chokin
almost dying. II was Enid Msilal
y who received his head IN her arms a
=, helped bring him back 20 LIE VIII
y the painting Newbold stood sta-il
: DULY at the woman he loved and q
" man he hated on the door at his Re,
Z CHAPTER XIII.