Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1914-07-03

deavored to grapple, but always that
left stopped him. Warrington played
for his face, and to each jab he added
taunt. That for the little Cinga-
lese!" Count that one for Wheedons
broken knees!" And wouldn't san
admire that? Remember her? The III
tie Japanese girl whose thumbs you
hroke?" Here's one for mel" 1t was
not dignified; but Warrington stub
bornly refused to look back upon TINS
day either with shame or regret. JAP
lab. cut and slash! went the lert
There was no more mercy in the mind
back of it than might be found in the
sleek felines who stalked the jungles
north. Doggedly Mallow fought on
hoping for his chance He tried every
trick he knew, but he could only get
so near The ring was as wide as the
world; there were no corners to make
graphing a possibility.
Some Of his desperate blows got
through. The bezel Of his ring laid
open Warringtons forehead. He was
ize that this was not the same man he
had turned out into the night four
years ago. And the pain and ignom-
my he had forced upon others was
now being returned to him. Warning
ton would have prolonged the battle
had he not seen Craig getting dizzily
to his feet. 1t was time to end it. He
tented swiftly. Mallow, expecting
body blow, dropped his guard. War
rington, as he struck, felt the bones in
his hand crack. Mallow went over
upon his back, fairly lifted off his feet.
He was tough; an ordinary man would
have died.
"I believe that squares accounts,
said Warrington, speaking to Craig.
IF you hear of me in America, in Eu-
rope, anywhere. KEEP away from the
places I'm likely to go. Tell him." with
an Indifferent jerk of his head toward
the insensible Mallow, tell him that
give him that fifty pounds with the
greatest good pleasure. Sorry l can't
wait"
He trotted back to his rickshaw,
wiped the blood from his face, put on
his hat and coat, and ordered the re-
spectful coolie to hurry back to town.
He never saw Mallow or Craig again.
The battle itself became hazy incl
dent. In life, affairs Of this order gen.
orally have abrupt endings.
And all that day Elsa had been
waiting patiently to hear sounds OF
him in the next room. Never could
she recall such long weary hours. Time
and again she changed piece OF rib
bon, a bit Of lace, and twice she
changed her dress, all for the purpose
Of making the hours pass more quick
". She had gone down to luncheon,
but Warrington had not come in. Az
ter luncheon she had sent out for half
dozen magazines. Beyond the Illus
trations she never knew what they
contained. Over and over she conned
the set phrases she was going to say
when finally he came. Whenever Mar
tha approached, Elsa told her that she
wanted nothing, that she was head
achy, and wanted to be left alone. DIS
creetly Martha vanished.
To prevent the possibility Of missing
Warrington, Elsa had engaged the
room boy to loiter about down stairs
and to report to her the moment War
rington arrived. The boy came pat
tering up at quarter to six.
He come. He downside. go, he
come topside?'
NO. That will be ALL"
The boy kowtowed, and Elsa gave
him a sovereign.
The following ten minutes tested her
patience to the utmost. Presently she
heard the banging Of a trunk-lid. He
was there. And now that he was there,
she, who had always taken pride in
her lack of feminine nerves. found
herself in the grip Of a panic that
verged on hysteria. Her heart fiut-
tered and missed a beat. 1t had been
so easy to plan She was afraid. Per-
haps the tension Of waiting all these
| was Tic SCiuSSs w iN4i ca S>''eo-s
gesture she strove to dismiss the feel
| ing of trepidation by walking resolute-
| " to her door. Outside she stopped.
What was she going to say to him?
The trembling that struck at her
knees was wholly a new sensation.
\ Presently the tremor died away, but IT
left her weak She stepped toward his
door and knocked gently on the jamb.
No one answered She knocked again,
louder.
| Come in"
1T wouldn't be proper" she replied,
with a flash OF her old-time self.
Won't you please come out?"
| She heard something click as it
struck the floor. ct was Warringtons
Guilty which he had carried for seven
years, now in smithereens). She saw
a hand, raw knuckled and bleeding
slightly. catch at the curtain and
swing it back rattling upon it's hings
Miss Chetwood?" he said.
| Yes Oh, you've been hurt!
she exclaimed, noting the cash upon
his forehead. A strip of tissue paper
| (in lieu of court plaster) lay soaking
upon the wound; a trick learned in
the old days when razOrs grew dull
over night.
Hurt? Oh, l ran against something
when l wasn't looking" he explained
lamely. Then he added eagerly: Il
did not know that you were on this
gallery. First time I've put up at a
hotel in years" 1t did not serve.
you have been fighting! Your
hand!"
He looked at the hand dumbly. How
keen her eyes were.
II know"
You do?" namely.
Was it MallOw?"
Yes"
Did you whip him."
Il did" initiating her tone
and hestancc. 1t was the wisest thing
he could have done, for it relaxed the
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