The Yale expositor. (Yale, St. Clair County, Mich.) 1894-current, 1916-04-06

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give me the gum"
Shuddering. Sandry covered her
savage eyes with his hand. Their
reversion sickened him. But she
shook him loose. crying for death.
Kill them both. for they will ruin
you II they go freel She's got the
packet. XIII her and get the packet"
What's this?" he cried hOarsely.
Things she has written about you
a-letter to a man by the name of
! Musseldorn!"
Slowly Sandry's face went white
beneath its CRIME as he raised his
eyes and looked at Poppy Ordway.
She returned his gaze.
Then True" she said, that's
why went east. cannot lose you.
Walter. There was danger from that
wild creature there, though you did
not know It. and I was determined TO
make SIRE Fair means or foul
must win. And there's no law for
! genius know and you know that
/ you are"
GUILTY." he said. throwing up his
head.
Then Sandry dropped his eyes to
Siletz and spoke as if he obeyed
some compelling power, some urge to
justify himself before her.
II answer to the Right Law
obeyed the ancient Right Law. little
! Sletz and | have no regrets"
II know" cried Silet2, - know!"
the smoke was so dense that the
! actors in this drama could scarcely
see each others faces, but they took
no note Of 1t. The climbing roar had
shut them apart in a soundmade 81
lence and they did not know it, Only
Hampden, edging sidewise, was alive
TO the possibilities of the moment
He saw the gun hanging in Sandry's
hand, forgotten. He saw Siletz de
vouring his face with her blazing
/ eyes of passion. He saw his moment
and took it,
With one great bound he flung him
self high in the air. leaped the space
| between and came down with his
! great weight upon the shoulders of
the other man. clutching for back and
throat, drawing the one to him in a
grip Of iron. pushing the other away
Sandry went down like a reed, and
as his knees buckled under him there
was an ominous snap The bone of
his right leg, newly healed and fragile,
gave way under the strain
AS the two men fell. both guns, the
one in Sandrys hand and the one in
! his trousers band. tumbled loosely
apart. Siletz, clinging still to San
dry's knees, was borne down with
/ them. AS they rolled over she tore
herself from under them and with
two sweeps of her outspread arms
gathered the guns. Then she sprang
up. drawing back a pace, her eyes like
fire, and deliberately sought for a
chance to kill Hampden.
"Sandry," she cried. lie fat! Lie
fat"
From under Hampdens arm that
was choking the breath from his
lungs the owner saw that slim fig
ure of doom and strove to cry out. At
last he got his voice for moment
"Siletz!" he rasped. don't shoot. |
command you, don't kill" But the
bark of the gun drowned his words.
She was firing around them.
With the first shot Hampden, re-
membering the guns that he had
failed to get, felt his flesh rise on his
body and he loosened his hold, shook
! off Sandry and got to his feet, painting.
fighting mad. his eyes red and awful.
With the courage of the raging bull
he made straight for Siletz, who fred
point blank at him He took the ball
in his shoulder and spun half round.
The girl pulled the trigger again, got
an empty snap, threw the weapon
away and raised the other
"Siletzl" shrieked Sandry from the
ground, for my sake stop!"
1t was a command a cry of owner
ship, and it mt straight to that part
of her nature which had obeyed for
generations. She hesitated, holding
the man across the barrel.
AS for Hampden. he stood waver-
ing drunkenly, chuckling in his throat,
thing of horror in his malevolence.
Well" he rasped dryly, Il guess it's
just as we'll I'll leave you to yer
pleasant dreams sail fer Panama
Hawaii-the Yukon. I'm done"
He turned on his heel. TO stride
away into the pail of smoke toward
the north. In one moment he came
rushing back to run down to the west.
For the first time the three people
left together remembered the fires.
saw the thickened smoke, heard the
roar that had made them scream their
tragic words, unconsciously. for the
last half hour.
II was all around them, that pouring
mass of smoke, and IL was black, as IL
the fires were near. Hampden's huge
figure tore past them toward she mar.
row point of the ridge, then came
lurching back. long red streamer
staining his bedraggled shirt
My Cod" he shouted hoarsely.
We're hemmed in! It's on every