The Breckenridge news. (Cloverport, Ky.) 1876-1955, 1912-11-06

ne saw MISS Farnswortn leave the
tree against which she had been lean
ing and walk leisurely toward the
hotel.
With the realization that the girl
had deliberately led him into the
hands of the enemy, he gritted his
teeth and then, at the thought that
perhaps Jackie Vining had planned
this coup de main, Bedight felt a
queer sinking of certain hopes that
heretofore had buoyed up a heart
yearning to take high hurdles. No
a woman may keep a man in hot wa
ter on general principles of love, but
to throw him in Jail is treachery, and
when a woman reaches that point she
is like the woman scorned-a perfect
fury.
The room in which Bedight found
himself was big and rough like some
of the words the mayor said before
his sense of the ludicrous returned.
Then, in full possession of the humor
of the situation, he sat down on the
side of the bunk and grinned. man
can grin when the joke is on him, but
he seldom becomes boisterous under
the circumstances unless he is in pub
lie, where it is always good taste to
prove his good fellowship by blatant
laughter.
That the game warden had gone for
help there was no doubt. Remember
ing the slap which Bedight had adj
ministered on the day Of their first
meeting, that worthy did not desire
to take further chances.
but II Miss Vining planned the
trap, why did not the warden bring
enough help with him to arrest me-?
This was the question the mayor
asked himself-and gave 1t up. He
had no way of knowing that the war
| den had sent word to the sheriff to
| be on hand-but that functionary was
at the moment marooned on an island
| five miles from the village with ample
food sent by kind providence in the
| light Of the moon, but with no boat
by which he might navigate the inter
vening waters.
An hour passed, during which time
Bedight had satisfied himself thai
wood choppers cabins in general AND
this one in particular were built with
the express purpose of being better
jails than those possessed by the or
binary hamlet in the north country
He was securely confined-and h
was in to stay until some one chose
to liberate him.
A voice from without suddenly CAV,
him hope. 1t was a voice he knew
well-the voice Of Jackie Vining.
"Mr. Bedight," queried the voice
ARE you there-inside the cabin?"
mo, Miss Conspirator," replied thu
mayor, vindictively, "Tm up on the
roof playing solitaire"
Twill you tell me which Of tn,
girls was with you last night?" de
manded Miss vining. "If 80, will
let you out"
"Oh. like IT in here" replied tn,
mayor, enthusiastically. tits nice
quiet place, no hooks to bait, NJ
mound builders to excavate, no run
away horses to catch, no balsam 4
pick. nothing to do but relax ant
think of the perfidy Of ones fellows
feminine gender"
''I'm glad you like it," responded
the Judge" with wholesome fiavo
in her voice, land I'm sorry to advise
you that the warden and reinforce
ments are about due. Wouldn't il b.
wiser to help me protect a thought
less girl and go free than TO be con
trary and go TO jail?"
II like the jail at Lakeyille even bet
ter than this" responded the prisone
affably. at is light and airy and hal
easy exits in case OF fire or ennui."
Very WE'LL" she replied. repent a
leisure"
The mayor listened. She was go
ing away.
Miss vining." she cried.
Eyes. Mr.. Bedight."
"You know very well you would de
spise me II l told you what you ar,
asking. ! am firm in my resolve no
to appear in this light. You may al
well go now. for shall not answer
your question"
He watched her iiths form as sh.