The Prince George's enquirer and southern Maryland advertiser. (Upper Marlborough, Md.) 1882-1925, 1912-01-05
CHAPTER xxII.-(Continued.)

Don't you ever do It," he insisted
'The marshal brought her in here
and fired fellow out O. the room sc
as to give it to her. He'd clean out
this house If we ran in cold deck on
friend O. his
What do 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 speechless supporters.
Slowly the truth seemed to penetrate
her brain.
oh" she gasped at last. "Then-
then what else can you give me?'
The officers had long since depart
ed. promising. however. to remain
night at the Trocadero, with hints as
to 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 practcing
with the leader Of the orchestra; but
now was at last alone, tired. decided
wade '15," and give that other woman n
piece of her mind Then some one
raped on the door. There was a de-
cided accent of vexation in the voice
which bade 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 at 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.
as though in doubt
YES" graciously. won instantly by
the mans appearance ard manner,
you wished to see me? Will you be
seated?"
He crossed the narrow room to the
st1h-backed chair indicated, and the
lady sank negligently down into her
own. resting her head against pfl-
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 trifling.
details marked the human countep-
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 room is perfect fright" she
observed briskly, but what can one
expect In these mushroom towns.
Really | had never been here before.
or ! shouldn't have come They paw
good money though for talent. and
we all have to live. you know. Are
are you in professional work."
He shook his head. smiling. some
what perplexed at his reception.
Really didn't suppose you WERE"
she went on. you don't look it. But
there are so many who come to me
to help them that | have grown sus.
picious of every stranger. May ask
why you desired to see me?"
Another suspicion had taken DOS
session of her mind, for the men of
that section were never backward in
admiration, yet somehow
this man did not seem exactly of that |
kind
~ came merely because | was sent |
for, Miss Maclaire." he replied, his |
gray eyes once again upon her face. !
Doctor Fairbain gave me your mes !
sage: | am Jack Keith"
She looked the complete astonish- |
ment she felt, sitting up in the chair,
her eyes filled with questioning doubt
Doctor Fairbain! My message! /
Surely you are mistaken? | know no
one of that name, and have sent no
Message"
You did not express desire to see
ne?'
She laughed. exhibiting a row of
white teeth.
Certainly not; not until this mo-
nent WIS | even aware of the exis-
ence Of Mr.. Jack Keith"
His own eyes smiled In response to
halienge of hers.
Il can assure you the surprise was