The evening world., 1914-04-22
CHAPTER Y.
tCcntinusd.)
Flight.


Inv AN remembered her now. 1t
was the Girl who had rid
J den beside Ben Evans that
nrst day In Hopedale.
Fritz Poth had said her
name was Blakely-Edith Blakeiy.
But I don't care II he does come.
now that 1 am not dependent upon
him for the means Of getting away"
Nan replied defiantiy.
Edith glanced nervously toward the
mesa.
But I don't want him to see me
hsre-hurry, please!"
50 Edith Blakeiy was afraid OF the
Hon. Hank" spiserf Nan pondered
thh wonderingly a. she quickly did
a. che was bid. She noticed that 1t
wa not until they were out Of the
valley Of the Esmeraldss and we'll
iApng on O dim trail which branched
rom the main road. that the girl
ceased to glance fearfully over her
shoulder.
Il came a. soon as could" she
got the message from Ben and had
: :: r these horses on the range my
"You can't imagine what ire
meodous favor you've done me-" said
Nan gratefully Al they galloped
rapllly side by side.
"lt's nothing at ADJUST 80 long as
0piesr doesn't ind II out"
/ Again Nan wondered why she
S-hould care, but did not ask because
The girl was adding In . half-apolo-
"You-aii won't md much Of a
ready. and we can hx you up some
"You can believe" Nan replied
yrimly. that l am not in q mood
to be critical"
The dismal bay OF hounds, the
shrtll zip Of many mongrel kiyis. told
them they we're nearing the Blakely
home, which was hidden In the tall
torneo OF the Longhorn bosque. less
than n mile from the Rio Grande.
They came abruptly into a clearing
where log house and yard were
enclosed in a stockade OF upright
voles.
With the barking OF the dogs. chill
dren Of every age and size and stage
Of dress and undress came tumblins
through the doors and from the win
dows, as Nan could see in spaces be-
tween the poles.
where's MAJ" asked Edith as she
unfastened the stockade gate and
swung It open. isn't she home,
Clytie?"
Ciytie rested one bare foot on the
instep Of the other and giggled.
- nVnIA M n
down the road to borry q little salt
from them campers"
A look OF WEAKNESS succeeded an
noyance in Edith's face.
Go INSIDE" said Edith to Nan and
Mrs. Gallagher. "lll soon have dinner
"Rsst yoah hat and take the rockin'
chair" said the long-legged Clytie
Hospitality to Nan as she lifted q
dog by the SCRUB Of its neck from the
cushioned seat and threw 1t casually
out the door.
Another dog was slumbering In the
OF which leaned like the Tower OF
Pisa. Two pullets regarded Nan In
auirtngly from the top OF disman-
\ tied sewing. machine, while the hooI
kas Uttered with the immortal works
OF Bertha M. Clay and tho daubine
Of mud which had dropped In chunks
from between the logA
Nan was all but surrounded b!
w.headed, barefooted Blakelys star
ing at her with all their pale blue
eyes a. she sat down In the desig'
mated rocking-chair.
Leaning back to fan herself witt
her hat, the chair legs came out o.
the rockers. The accident occasionet
tvairh rnArriment
"Na's goin' TO M that some tint
when she kin git around to It," ely
tie olapped both hands over hel
mouth and giggled.
with the renewed barking OF the
dogs and the slamming OF the stock
ada gate, the fascinated circle rushed
pell. NELL through the door to swarm
over . iank. spiritless ngure IN a sia'
"Ns, where you been? I'm hun
sry!," .,,,, ,,o,, .,.r .o,,. to ri, u,
my lands. don't you children evel
aim to give me a minutes peace OF
rest till I'm daid?"
you ain't daid yet. ma, and it'
past dinner time"
Mrs Blakely united her bonnet
strings and sauntered leisurely to
W3TQ INC uOuoS.
"Howdy!" She smiled amiably
Nan and sat down on the doorstep
to retwtst 4 small knob OF ginger
colored hair.
"Clytie, git ma a drink Of water"
"Regina. git ma q drink OF water
e. Luna, git ma a drink Of water
"Carmencita. git ma a drink
water"
The request was passed down tn
line until II reached Undine. VIII
dnally came toddling with the waite
splashing In a gourd.
Edith's face clouded when she re
turned from putting the horses ava
TO find her mother tanning hersel
ianguidly on the doorstep.
"We're nearly starved. ma sh
II reckon you be, honey, and
aimed to be back, but ] fell In wit
Mind of a gypsy Teller down there q
them campers and he tole all our for
tunes"
start the Are"
"CIytie. sit ma an urpernfui o
"kegina. git ma an urpsrnful Q
'..R: ,;n.. x,t MAJ
Faith started for the woodpile be