Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1917-04-28
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But you don't know how unrea-
sonable Uncle Duke is when he is
angry" said Nan mournfully. He
won't listen to anybody. He always
would listen to me until now. Now
he says, l have gone back on him,
and he doesn't care what happens.
Think, Henry, where it would put
me if either of you should kill the
other. Henry, I've been thinking it
all over for three days now. / see
what must come. 1t will break both
our hearts, l know, but they will be
broken anyway. There is no way
out, Henry-none."
Nan, what do you mean?"
You must give me up
They were sitting in the hospital
garden, he at her side on the bench
that he called their bench. 1t was
here he had made his unrebuked
avowal-here, he had afterward told
her that he began to live. Give you
up" he echoed with gentleness.
How could ! do that? You're like
the morning for me, Nan. Without
you there's no day; you're the kiss
of the mountain wind and the light
of the stars to me. Without the
thought of you i sicken and faint
in the saddle, I'd lose my way in
the hills; without you there would
be no tomorrow. No matter where
l am, no matter how l feel, if
think of you strength wells into my
heart like a spring. l never could
give you up"
He told her all would be we'll be-
cause it must be well; that she must
trust him; that he would bring her
safe through every danger and every
storm, if she would only stick to
him. And Nan, sobbing her fears
one by one out on his breast, put
her arms around his neck and
whispered that for life or death, she
would stick.
1t was hard for De Spain next
morning to find Duke Morgan. The
difficulty was to meet him without
| the mob of hangers-on whose appe-
tite had been whetted with the pros
pect of a death, and perhaps more
than one, in the meeting of men
whose supremacy with the gun had
never been successfully disputed. 1t
required all the diplomacy of Lefever
to pull off, a conference between
the two which should not from the
start be hopeless, because of a crowd
of Dukes partisans whose presence
would egg him on, in spite of every
thing, to a combat.
But toward eleven o'clock in the
morning, De Spain having been con-
CedISu IKE IL uuI-
ing every minute earlier, Duke
Morgan was found, arone, in a bar
ber's hands in the Mountain house.
At the moment Duke left the revolv-
ing chair and walked to the cigar
stand to pay his check, De Spain
entered the shop through the rear
door opening from the hotel office.
Passing with an easy step the row
of BARRIERS lined up in waiting be-
side their chairs, De Spain walked
straight down the open aisle, be-
hind Morgan's back. While Duke
bent over the case to select cigar,
De Spain passing, placed himself at
the mountain mans side and be-
tween him and the street sunshine.
1t was taking an advantage, De
Spain was well aware, but under the
circumstances he thought himself
entitled to a good light on Dukes
eye.
De Spain wore an ordinary sack
street suit, with no sign of a weapon
about him; but none of those who
considered themselves favored spec
tators of long-awaited encounter
felt any doubt as to his ability to
put his hand on one at incomparably
short notice. There was, however,
no trace of hostility or suspicion in
De Spain's greeting.
Hello, Duke Morgan" he said