Coulee City dispatch. [volume] (Coulee City, Wash.) 19??-19??, 1916-06-23

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argy by some painful sound. The
boys round, uniformed face was wet.
"Hullo-P reston!
He started violently.
"Oh, you. Farquhar-I didn't know
you We're there. For Gods sake don't
look at me-I'm fool-but I'm cleaned
out. Two hundred pounds at a sit
ting-aIl my allowance" He broke
off.
Farquhar shifted his position so that
he faced the card-table His eyes
were dangerous.
81 say. this Is a damned gambling
hell" he said clearly
did you speak Farquhar?" Sewer
asked quietly.
Farquhar did not move.
Yes. said this was a damned
gambling hell. may add that you are
a damned scoundrei. Ask your friend
there to return his |. O. US on the
spot, or promise you we two shall be
explaining matters at headquarters to-
morrow morning. You know what
that means, l fancy"
| There was no answer for minute
All five men looked instinctively at
Sewer, waiting for his next move The
cloud Of the gaming passion had lift
! ed. leaving rank. bitter-tasting real
| ity Sower recovered his calm good
nature with unaffected ease
"Farquhar, you are undoubtedly
the worse for my brandy" be observed
Lowe. | should be glad II you would
| return Mr. Preston's note of hand.
shall settle with you myself for your
loss trust that Farquhar will see at
| to apologize-if not now. at least when
! he Is sufficiently recovered"
! Richard Farquhar rose leisurety to
his feet. There was no trace of un-
steadiness in his steps as he crossed
the room. but it was obvious that
Sewer had not overstated bis condi-
! ton. ~
81 do not suppose that even when
have recovered l shall see things diff
| ferently," he said. turning his white.
ironically smiling face for moment to
the motioness group. "Come along,
| Preston"
Farquhar had not far to go, by
street bringing him to a quiet unpre-
| tentious house which his instinct rec
! ognzed. Inside all was inky obscur-
| ity. He stumbled against the first
step of the stairs, touched some
thing that was warm and living, and
| in the recoil struck his head against
! reacherous overhanging shelf.
81 beg somebody's pardon" quiet
| voice said through the subsequent 81
lence. "I'm afraid I've killed some
! body" a
Then the light was switched on.
Earquhar saw before him small
person, dowdily dressed, with a small.
thin face under a small hat. He took
! his hand from his head and consid-
cred It,
mo very serious damages, l fear.
Give me an arm up to my room. will
you?"
She obeyed instantly and with some
adroitness.
Its that ridiculous hatrack," she
said. at blocks up the whole hall. l
have often spoken to Mrs. Ferrier
about it."
you" he stopped short, with
drawing his arm and leaning against
| the banisters. 81 thought-really
| must be far gone-I thought you were
Mrs. Ferrier."
"Oh, no; rather wish was I'm
the fourth floor back"
"WeIl, don't know who the fourth
floor back is exactly, but know
! have taken an unwarrantable lib
erty-"
Don't You are not in a condition
to offer resistance. This your room.
isn't it?" She pushed open door on
the first floor and turned on the light.
He looked at her in weary, half-amused
perplexity.
81 can't allow this sort of thing. It's
not right that young lady"
"I'm not lady-at least, not by cir
cumstance. Anyhow, I don't care. You
are i'll. Sit down."
| He obeyed, tossing his coat and hat
onto the nearest chair, and sat list
lessly with his head in his hands
From a long way off he heard her soft.
rapid movements. They were curl
ously soothing, and presently he looked
up again. urged by an idle wonder.
But apparently she had forgotten his
existence Hatless, with sleeves rolled
up to her elbows, she knelt before the
| fire. engaged in quiet but determined
| struggle with rusty and refractory
kettle Presently she got up from her
knees.