The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1915-05-13

in the road. It's for,you to say whett
er 1t can be identified"
Quest drew a sigh of relief.
That's mine, right enough" he de
clared. Now for the men"
Say, | want to tell you some
thing" the sheriff began obviously
These two are real thugs. They ain
going to take II lying down"
Where are theyT" Quest de
manded.
I'm the worst saloon here" the sher,
IN replied. They've been there pref
ty we'll all night, drinking, and they're
there again this morning, hard at II.
They've got firearms. and though !
ain't exactly a rvo man, Mr..
Quest"
you leave it to me-" Quest inter
rupted. This Is my job and l want
to take the men myself"
You'll never do It," the 81 erifg de-
clared.
LOOK here" Quest explained, III
let you and your men go in, there
will be a free fight. and as likely as
not you will kill one, II not both of
the men. want them alive"
We'll. it's your show the sheriff
admitted, stopping before a disrepu-
table looking building. This Is the
saloon"
Well" Quest decided, I'm going
In, and I'm going In unarmed. You
a bring your men In later, II | call
for help or If you hear any shoot
ing"
You're asking for trouble" the
sheriff warned him.
I've got to do this my own way"
Quest insisted. Stand by now"
He pushed open the door of the sa-
loon. There were a dozen men drink
ing around the bar and In the GEN.
ter Of them Red Gallagher and his
mate. Quest walked right up to the
two men.
Gallagher" he said. you're my
prisoner. Are you coming quietly? ?"
Gallagher's mate. who was half
drunk, swung round and fred a wild
shot In Quests direction. The result
was a general stampede. Red Gala
CHER alone remained motionless. Grim
and dangerously silent, he held a pis-
toll within a few inches OF Quests
forehead.
IF my numbers up" he exclaimed
ferociously, st won't be you to take
II think 1t WILL" Quest answered.
"Put that away"
Gallagher hesitated. Quests infiu-
over him was indomitable.
put 1t away" Quest repeated firm
ly. You know you daren't use 1t.
Your accounts pretty full up. as 1t
is."
Gallagher's hand wavered. From out
side came the shouts Of the sheriff and
men. struggling to fight their way
In through the little crowd who were
rushing for safety. Suddenly Quest
backed. jerked the pistol up with his
right elbow. and with almost the same
movement struck Red Gallagher I'M
der the Jaw. The man went over
a crash. His mate. who had
been staggering about, cursing vicious
ly, fired another wild shot at Quest,
who swayed and fell forwazyi, !
I've done him!" the mar shouted.
Get up. Red! I've done him, all
right! Finish your dime. Wen get
out of this!"
He bent unsteadily over Quest. Sud-
denly the latter sprang up, seized him
by the leg and sent him sprawling.
The gun fell from his hand. Quest
picked 1t up and held It firmly out. GOV.
ering both men. Gallagher was OH his
knees, cropping for his own weapon.
Get the handouts on them.' Quest
directed the sheriff, who with his men
had at last succeeded In forcing his
way into the saloon.
C%rouching In her chair. her pale,
terrorstricken face supported be-
tween her hands, Lenora, her eyes
nlled with hopeless misery, gased at
he dumb instrument upon the table.
Her last CLEAN Of hope seemed to be
Her little friend was silent.
0nce more her weary fingers spelled
mt : 1nal. Departing message.
what has happened to you? am
waitinG to hear all the time. Has Craig
old you whore ! amt I am afraidl"
There was still no reply. Her head
|ank : little lower on her folded
|xms. uven the luxury az tears seemed
|onted nj. Fear, the fear which dwelt
mn H. 4oy and night. had her ind
= cz10E 4Qd1enly she leaped. scream
~. hor place. Hplinters Of
~ I'm IA around her. Her irst
rtk Wes Of release; she
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