The Daily Missoulian. [volume] (Missoula, Mont.) 1904-1961, 1917-12-20

Chris, who had turned from the
window To come 10 the beds foot, was
conscious OF an unreasonable feeling
uf relief, as though a heavy weight
which had been pressing On all Of them
in that house was lifted lie became
in moment the man Of decisive ac-
ton again. In low, quick voice he
ordered the removal of Charles, and
as he himself conferred with the doc
tor and the inspector he saw out Of
the corner Of his eye that Miriam was
attending to Mrs. Sanderson.
'She had better be taken down to
khe police station" he ordered. You
can't possibly sit up any longer, Mir
lam, and there she can have Il woman
warder with her. Corporal, you take
Herr Won Mantei with you. You have
got the bomb haven't you?"
It's waiting outside in "A bucket Of
water, sir
Very well, that's all, then. Tell the
colonel I'll come down and see him
in the morning"
Molly crouched back against the wall
of the corridor as Won Mantel with his
guards passed along it, followed by
Mrs. Sanderson between Miriam and
the inspector. Then Chris came to the
door of the room. The light was be-
hind him, so that his figure showed
dark, but even so She could see by
the sudden droop of it how worn out
he looked. Her brain registered the
fact un6'onstionsN, though naturally
at that moment the stark horror of
what She had seen possessed her to the
exclusion of everything else. She ran
toward him with a frantic cry.
Chris, take me away she sobbed.
Take me out of this. or | shall go
mad. o, Chris, Chris.'
why, Molly, what did you come
for? How wrong of you! You poor
child" and, putting his arm around her.
Chris picked her up bodily. She let her
head fall on his shoulder, but still
tclung to him tensely. You must go
To bed, Molly" went on Chris
mo, no." she begged, don't send me
to bed. ! can't bear it. l shan't ever
sleep"
But what shall do with you, sweet
heart? | am dead beat myself
Molly had the first moment of gen.
nne inspiration of her life. Put me
down a minute. Chris" she whispered,
and running to the big window at the
end of the corridor, she pulled aside the
heavy curtains. a cold pure, gray
light suffused the passage, the first
breath of dawn. The garden still lay
dark, but beyond it the sea slmmered
palely and ii line of gold cleaned at
the rim.
Lets go out. Chris said Molly,
lust for a few moments. Look at the
sky and the sea, 1t all looks so Clean"
Brent turned her face up toward his
sand scrutini2ed it in the wan light.
Even Molly's triumphant prettness
showed signs Of WEAKNESS; there were
dark marks under her eyes and she was
Very pale, but Chris thought he had
never seen her look so pretty, or.
rather more than pretty. This was
indeed Undine after she had found her
soul: but. as he looked. he gave a sigh
to the lovely thoushtlessness that was
gone.
All he said, with absurdly hoyish note
In his voice she had always liked, was:
molly. darling, how frghtfully clever
of YOU Come along, before anybody
catches u.s." He took her hand and
together they FASTENED down the stairs.
In the hall he insisted on muffling her
up in big coat. Then they went across
the veranda into the garden The lawn
was covered with innumerable twink
ling points of dew and the glossy