The daily telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1901-1926, 1914-04-09

law W0el 4 say SOu h1uSS tNtH -'ts
money over to me-"
For answer AIagee smiled at the gin.
YOU'D better go now" he said. Its
long walk down the mountain
"You reflIse.~ cried the professor.
Absolutely. Don't we. Miss Nor-
ton?'' said Mugee-
Absolutely she repeated bravely
"Then. SIR" announced the old man
crushingly. you are aittle better than
thief. and this girl IS your acco1npilce"
$50 it must Look on the face OF II"
asseuted Maggie. The sfrl moved to
the big front door. and Magee. with
his ewes still ON the room. backed away
until he stood beside her. he handel
her his key.
~ give you,'' he said. Ito the gods Of
the mountain But it's only loan
1 shall surely want you back cant
follow ten feet behind as 4 Threatened
it will he ten hours instead. Good
night and good luck"
She turned the key in the lock.
BILLY Mcgee she whispered. yours
is a faith beyond understanding. !
shall tell the gods OF the mountain
that I am to be-returned. Good night
you-dcar"
She went out quickly and Magee
locking the door after her. thrust the
key into his pocket. For u moment
no obe stirred. Then Mr.. Max leapet
M and ran through the flickeFing light
to the nearest window.
There was a dash, "A report and AJAX
came. back into the tiieiight examining
a torn trousers leg.
Il don't mean to kill anybody" ex'
planned Mr.. AIagee- just to wing
him. But I'm not IN expert might
shoot higher than / intend-so sug
gest that no one else try break Tor
IT,
..Mr. AIagce," said Miss Thornhill,
Il don't believe you have the slightest
idea who that girl IS nor what she
wants with the money"
..rhat." he replied. makes it all the
more exciting. don't you Think"
.Do you mean the professor ex'
pIoded, .'you don't know her: Well,
sou young FOOL"
..Its rather fine Of you.' remarked
aIiss ThornhilI,
Its asinlne IL it's true" the profes.
sor voiced the other side Of 1t.
Il shope every one is quite comfort.
able" remurked Mr. Mugee. selecting
a seat facing the crowd. ITS to be
a long wait you know.
In Upper Asquewan Falls the clock
on the old town halt struck 8. Mr..
Aiagee, on guard in BuIdpate's dreary
office, counted the strokes. She must
be halfway down the mountain now.
Tonight there would be no need Of
troubadour to implOre Weep No
More. My Lady" William HallowelI
MaSee had removed the cause for
tears.
1t was a long vigil lie had begun,
but there was no boredom in 1t for
Billy Aiagee. He was too great a low.
er OF contrast for that. AS he looked
around on the I'll assorted group he
guarded lie compared them with the
happier people of the inns summer
nights, about whom the girl had told
him. Instead of these surly or sud
folk sitting glumly under the pistol OF
romantic youth he saw maids Gnrbetl
in the magic of muslin Hit through the
shadows. lights glowed softly. A
waltz came up from the casiuu on the
breath OF the summer breeze. Under
the red and white awnings youth and
joy and love htd their day-or their
night. Tie hermit was ON hand with
his postal carded romance. The trees
gOssiped in whispers on the mountain.
And. too the rocking chair Heet gOs.
Stped in whispers ON tue reranda.
pnusing only when tue admiral sailed
by In his glory, Eagerly 1T run down
it's game. This Girl-this Myr;l Thorn
hiII-he remembered, had herself been
a victim. After TxendriclS disappeared
she had come there no more. for there
were ugly rumOrs of the man who had
fed. MFR Magee saw the girl aud her
long absent lover whispering together
in the tireIight. He wondered II they.
too. imagined themselves at Buldpate
In the summer: il they heard the waltz
in the casino and the laughter OF men
In the grill room.
Ten O'Clock, said the town hall
pompousIy. She was at the station
now. In the room Of her tears she
was waiting perhaps her Only com
panion the jacIy OF the See the
World poster, whose sarb WIS but Q
shade blueT than her eyes. Who was
slleg What was the bribe money OF
the Suburban railway to her? Ar.
Magee did not know. but he trusted
her. and be was glad she had won
through him. He saw Professor Boi-
ton walk through the hickeriug half
light to join Myra ThornhilI ana Ken
drfck.
It must be half past by now. Yes
from FAR below IN the valley came the
whistle 81 train. NOw-slle WIS
boarding it-she and the money!