The Dolores star., 1918-11-15

ders. your makeup in general-that
sent me away with a large-slzed crouch
at myself, at Cariboo Meadows, and at
you for coming in my way"
"Why?" she asked in wonder.
Because you'd have believed what
they told you. and Cariboo Meadows
can't tell anything about me that isn't
bad" he said quietly. MY record
there makes me entirely unfit to asso-
ciate with-that would have been your
| conclusion. And I wanted to be with
you, to talk to you, to take you by
storm and make you like me as 1 felt
l could care for you. You can't have
grown up, little person, without realiz-
Ing that you do attract men very
strongly. All women do, but some far
more than Others"
Perhaps" she admitted coldIv.
Men have annoyed me with their un-
welcome attentions. But none of them
ever dared go the length Of carrying
me away against my win. You can't
explain or excuse that"
"Fm not attempting excuses" Bill
made answer. There are two things
I never do-apologize or bully. dare
say that's one reason the Meadows
gives me such black eye. II they
weren't good deal afraid of me- and
always laying for chance to do me
up. they wouldn't let me stay in the
town overnight. So you can see what
handicap was under when 1t came
to making your acquaintance and
| pnnrtino in .,
you've made great mistake" she
said bitterly, "if you think you've re-
moved the handicap. I've suffered
great deal at the hands of men In the
past siH months. I'm beginning to be-
lieve that all men are brutes at heart"
Roaring Bill sat up and clasped his
hands over his knees and stared f1edly
into the fire.
NO. he said slowly. "all men are
not brutes-any more than all women
are angels. I'll convince you of that"
Take me home, then" she cried for
lornly. That's the only way you can
convince me or make amends"
NO. Bill murmured, that isn't the
way. walt till you know me better.
Besides, couldn'e take you out now If
wanted to without exposing you to
greater hardships than you'll have to
endure here. Do you realize that it's
fall, and we're in the high ATTITUDES? !?
This snow may not go off at ALL Even
If 1t does it will storm again before
week. You couldn't wallow through
snow to your waist in forty-below-zero
weather."
People will pass here, and I'll get
word out" Hazel asserted desperately.
what good would that do your
You've got too much conventional re-
gard Tor what you term your reputa-
ton to send word to Cariboo Meadows
that you're living back here with Roar
Ing Bill Wagstaff, and won't some one
please come and rescue you" He
paused to let that sink In, then con.
tinued: Besides, you won't see a
white face before spring; then only by
accident. No one in the North, out
side OF few Indians, has ever seen
this cabin or knows where 1t stands"
She sat dumb. raging inwardly. For
the minute she could have killed Roar
ing Bill. She who had been so sure in
her independence carried, whether or
no, Into the heart of the wilderness al
the whim of man who stood a self
confessed rowdy, in Ill repute among
his own kind. There was a slumber-
ing devil in Miss Hazel Weir, and II
took little to wake her temper. She
looked at Bill Wagstafr, and her breast
heaved. He was responsible, and he
could Sit coolly talking about II. The
resentment that had smoldered against
Andrew Bush and Jack Barrow concen.
trated on Roaring Bill as the arch of.
render OF them all. And lest she Weld
10 n savage impulse to scream at him,
she got up and ran into the bedroom,
slammed the door shut behind her. and
tnrew herself across the bed to muffle
the sound of her crying in n pillow.
A1ter time she lifted her head,
outside, the wind whistled gustily
around the cabin corners, In the
hushed intervals she heard n steodv
PAD pad sounding sometimes close by
lier door' again family at the far end
oI the room. A beam of light shone
.hrousn the generous latchstring hole
III tie door. Stealing softly over she
peeped through this hole, From end
10 END or the big room and back again
roaring BIZ paced slowly, looking
s!ralsnt ahead of him with fixed,
absent stare, his teeth closed on his
nether lip. Hazel blinked wondering
~ Many an hour in the last three
lnonths she had walked the floor like
that' biting her lip in mental agony.
And then, while she was looking Bill
abruptly extinguished the candles. In
the red CLEAN from the hearth she saw
MN go into the kitchen. closing the
door SOFTLY. After that there was no
sound but the swirl of the storm
brushing at her window.
In line with Roaring Bills forecast.
the weather cleared for a brief span.