Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1918-12-19
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told her low he happened to se in tne
coast city.
i've been doing pretty we'll lately"
ne said. Il came out here on a deal
that involved about fifty thousand dol
lars. [ closed it up just this morning
n the commission would just about
buy US that little house we had planned
once Won't you let bygones be by
cones, Hazie?"
vt might be possible, jack" she an
sWered slowly, eff 1T were not for the
TACT that you took the most effective
means a man could have taken to kill
every atom Of affection 1 had for you.
1 don't feel bitter any more-I simply
don't feel at ALL" :
"But you WILL" he said eagerly.
"Just give me a chance. I was a hot
headed, jealous fool, but I never will
be again. Give me a chance, Hazel"
you'll have to make your own
chances" she said deliberately. II re-
fuse to bind myself in any way. Why
should I put myself out to make you
happy when you destroyed all the faith
I had in you? And 1 don't think I'm
going to care-except, perhaps, in a
friendly way"
And with that Barrow had to be
content.
At dusk of the following day she and
Lorraine Marsh sat in a Pullman, fiat
tening their noses against the car win
dow, taking a last look at the envi-
rons of Vancouver as the train rolled
through the outskirts of the city. Ha-
eel told herself that she was going
home. Barrow smiled friendly assur-
ance over the seat.
Even so, she was restless, far from
content. There was something lack
ing. At half after eight she called the
porter and had him arrange her section
for the night. And she got into bed,
thankful to be by herself, depressed
without reason.
She slept for a time, her sleep bro
ken into by morbid dreams, and even
tually she wakened to find her eyes full
Of tears. She Gid not know why she
should cry, but cry she did till her pill
low grew moist-and the heavy feeling
In her breast grew, If anything, more
intense.
She switched on the tiny electric
bulb over her head, and fumbled in
her purse for another handkerchief.
Her fingers drew forth, with the bit Of
linen, a folded sheet Of paper, which
seemed to hypnotic her, 81 fxedly did
she remain looking at it. A sheet Of
plain white paper, marked with dots
and names and crooked lines that
stood for rivers, with shaded patches
that meant mountain ranges she had
seen-Bill Wagstaff's map.
She stared at it a long time. Then
she found her time table, and ran along
the interminable string Of station
names till she found Ashcroft, from
whence northward ran the Appian way
of British Columbia, the Cariboo road,
over which she had journeyed by stage.
She noted the distance, and the limit
eds hour Of arrival, and looked at her
watch. Then a feverish activity took
hold of her. She dressed, got her
suitcase from under the berth, and
stuffed articles into it, regardless Of
order.
That done, she set her suitcase In
the aisle, and curled herself in the
berth, with her face pressed close
against the window. A whimsical
smile played about her mouth, and her
fingers tap-tapped steadily on the
purse, wherein WAS folded Bill Wag-
staff's map.
And then out of the dark ahead a
cluster of lights winked briefly, the
shrek of the limited's whistle echoed
up and down the wide reaches of the
North Thompson, and the coaches
came to a stop. Hazel took one look
to make sure. Then she got softly into
the aisle, took up her suitcase, and left
the car. At the steps she turned to
give the porter a message.
"Tell Mrs. Marsh-the lady lin lower
ave," she said, with a dollar to- quicken
his faculties, "that Miss Weir had to
go back. Say I will write soon and
explain"
She stood back in the shadow of
the station for a few seconds. The linn
ited's stop was brief. When the red
lights went drumming down the track,
she took up her suitcase and walked
uptown to the hotel where she had tar
ried overnight once before.
The clerk showed her to a rooEa.
, She. threw her suitcase on the bed and
! turned the key in the lock. Then she
went over, and, throwing up the win
dow to its greatest height, sat down
and looked steadily toward. the north,
; smiling to herself.
! II can find him." she suddenly said
aloud, "Of course I can find him !"
And with that she blew a kiss from
her finger tips out toward the dark
and silent North, pulled down the
shade, and went quietly to bed.
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