The Mobridge news. [volume] (Mobridge, Walworth Co., S.D.) 190?-1917, 1912-05-31

will guard you as though you were her
own daughter. She is a bit rough,
maybe, but a ~big-hearted woman. and
despises Hawley. She nursed me
once through a touch Of typhoid-yes.
by Jove," glancing about In sudden
recognition. land in this very room.
too"
The girls glance wandered over the
plain, neat furnishings, and the rather
pathetic attempts at decoration, yet
with apparently no thought for them.
"You-you have not told me where
you were going"
He laughed, a little ~uneasily, as
though he preferred to make light of
the whole matter.
Really, l have hardly decided, the
world is SO wide, and | had no reason
to suppose you interested"
but / am interested" resenting his
tone Of assumed Indifference. Il
would not want to feel that our &C
quaintance was to wholly end now"
do you really mean that?"
why should l not? You have been
a real friend to me; | shall remember
you always with a gratitude beyond
words. | want you to know this. and
that-that I shall ever wish to retain
that friendship"
full Of what he had best say. swayed
by unfamiliar emotions.
"You may be sure | shall never for
get" he blurted forth. desperately.
and. If you really wish it, I'll certain.
ly see you again"
81 do" earnestly.
Then. III surely find a way. l don't
know now which direction we will
ride. but I'm not going very far until
clear up that murder out yonder on
the trail; that is my particular job
| just now"
Before she could answer, Mrs. Muir.
ply re-entered and forced her to drink
the connection prepared. the girl ac-
cepting with smiling protest. The land
lady. empty glass In hand. swept her
eyes about the room.
"Bedad. but the place looks betther
than liver Ord behaved. wild the gyurl
Oi've got tindin' to It. She's that
lazy she goes ter Shape swapin' the
fure. Jack. would ye moind hilpin'
me move the bid; shure. it's rale ma.
hogany, an so heavy it breaks me-
back intoirely to push 1t round"
He took hold willingly enough, and
the two together ran the heavy con.
trivance across the room to the posi-
ton selected. Once a leg caught In
the rag carpet. n Keith lifted it OUT.
bending low to get a frmer grip. Then
he held out his hand to the girl.
ut is not going to be good-by Their.
Miss Hope: I'll find YOU"
She smiled up into his eyes, much
Of the WEAKNESS gone from her face
81 am going to believe that" she an,
swered. gladly. because l want to-"
Mrs. Murphy fingered until his steps
sounded IN the stairs. as he slowly
felt his way down through the dark,
ness.
"He do be a moighty foine bye, Jacs
Keith" she said, apparently address,
ing the side wall. "Oi wish Ord q
knowed him whin OF was a gyurl;
shure. it's not Murphy me noime'd be
now, Dim t'inkin'."
Left alone. the girl bowed her head
IN her hands. a hot tear stealing down
through her fingers. AS she glanced
up again. something that glittered on
the floor beside the bed caught her
eyes. She stopped and picked 1t up.
holding the trinket to the light. star
ing at 1t as though fascinated. It wan
the locket Keith had taken from the
neck Of the dead man at CimmaroF
Crossing. Her nerveless fingers press
ed the spring. and the painted face
within looked up into her own. and
still clasping 1t within her hand. shn
sank upon her knees. burying her faos
on the bed.
Where did he get that?" her lipH
| kept repeating. Where did he ever
get that?"
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