The Dillon herald. [volume] (Dillon, S.C.) 1894-????, 1919-04-17

~Thoauht You'd Forgotten Us"
to slip ont. "She would not Interrupt
their evening; Mr.. Marshall had busi
ness to discuss"
Mrs. Marshall would not hear Of 1t.
She said that Mr.. Marshall would
never forgive her If she let Miss Har-
din go home alone, Her opposition
was softly implacable.
Innes went back. to the sitting room
Of the car angrily coerced. Rickard
was still closeted, conyersationally,
with his superior. ~
At last, desperately, she rose to 60.
OF course, he must insist upon going
with her. OF course!
II was going back early, anyway.
Pm to be up at dawn tomorrow"
The good-bys were said. She found
herself walking rebelliously by his
side. 'No. thank your" to the offer Of
his arm. l s.. aia
The night was bright with stars.
Bright as day, isn't it% Because her
voice was curt, and she had not used
his name. the rising infection helped
littlel Hateful, to stumble over a
rut In the road! OF course, he'd make
her take his arm! OF course ,aa
Rickard grasped her elbow. She
walked along, her head high, her
cheeks flaming, anger surging through
her at his touch.
Stupid to press this cOmpanionship,
this awkward silence on her. II he
thought she was going to entertain
him, as Gerty did, with her swift chat
ter, he'd be surprised Any other two
people would fall into easy give-and-
take, but what could she, Innes Har.
din, find to chatter about with this
man stalking along, grimly grasping
her arm! Close as they were, his touch
reminding her every minute, between
them walked her brother and her
brothers. wife-and there was the
Mexican-hateful memory OF course
she could not be casual And she
would not force It. he had brought
this about Let him talk. then
Oppressive that silence. Then 1t
came to her that she would ask him
the question that his coming had abort
ed. A glance at his face found him
smiling He found it amusing? Not
for worlds, then, would she speak. And
they stalked along. iUnconsciOusly she
had pulled herself away. from him. He
took her hand and put. 1t in the crotch
of, his arm. THAT'S better" he said.
She wondered If he were still smiling.
Their path led by his tent. Neither
of them noticed a subdued light
through the canvas walls. AS they
reached the place figure darted from
the door.
"Oh, senior, thought you would
never come" 1t was the wife of NAL
donado. Her expression was lost on
InDes. The face was quiyering with
terror.
"Mr. Rickard," Innes' words like
icicles, Il will leave you here. 1t is
quite unnecessary to come farther"
Quite unveiled her meaning!
1t came so quickly that he was not
ready; nor indeed had Gerty's innuen.
does yet reached him. But the situation
vas uncomfortable. He turned sharp
ly to the Mexican.
"Come in," he took her roughly by
the arm. She would wake up the camp
with her crying. He put her in chair.
"Now tell your story" The woman
had got to be nuisance. He couldn't
have her coming around like this. He
had seen that look in the girls eyes
Murdered? Who did you say was
murdered"
She lifted a face. frightened into
haggardness. "Maldonado and the
girl"
The night was stripped to the trag-
edy. "You found them?"
Her face was lifted imploringly to
him. "Oh, senOr, it was not |. By the
Mother of Christ, it was not L"
Richard was not sure. Her fear
made him suspect her. "Who was it,
you think?"
"Felipe," she gasped. "He got away
from the rurales-he came back. He
went home-there was no one there.
Some one told him where she had
gone. He came to Maldonado's. Lu-
crezia, the eldest, opened the gate. He
was terrible, she said. He rushed past
her. And when he came out his hands
were red. The children heard cries.
They were afraid to go in. got there
last night. went in. They were not
quite cold-I was afraid to stay. IT
would look like me, senior. Will they
tnke me, senorf" She was a wreck
Of terror.
mot If what you tell me Is true.
Now, get to bed. I'll give you some
thing that will make you sleep" Hs