The Lamar register., 1920-12-01

gnbles. He had come into the path
and was passing the pool when The
light went nui In the windows. II"
was SORRY fnr that. He had hoped 4"
have speech giih the girl. Tomorrow
wouid he 10" late Tomorrow the la"
would lie OIL his tf.iil--Hnh pair NJ
eyes more terrible fl.in rhr law.
Leaving Ihe path he stepped on'
upon. the iut rock thHl Jntted from
The bank INTO ih- pool. once he
glanced al the cabin: then spran2 IL
the bank aud weuf "n M The path.
II wa far th. hardest thing he had
ever tried Ia i" i'll his lif- to 90 f"uhd
to- ihnl east window II was par'iN
open Hl- breast was rounding: his
vars humlnin2. Tie forced himself M
10 the window aud brought his lips
close To the sash
WILD Rosc"'
He heard her start. and spring up
in bed Then all was hreathle.s still.
"Wild Rose"
Tie he'd crrakcd. He heard her
soft feet moving about over the noor.
A inuhied shadow crme toward the
Windows shadow and whisper:
"Pearlhunter!
lie reached his Land inside. A white
urn and slender fingers came ont ~
the gloom and found his palm. The
shadow on the outside and tile shadow
on the inside drew closer. the one.
searching what that word would he.
The man swallowed hard. Il sold
the Blue Moon 10 Louie solomon 10
isy-fve thousand dollars"
He felt thrill In the girls fingers
This afternoon Louie Solomon was
murdered and the pearl stolen"
She shuddered. took her hand out OF
his and fumbled the loose garment
about her shoulders, but made no an-
swer. Her mind was uncOusciously
prepared for terrible things.
They accused me of the crime
The girl gusped. Her hands nut.
tered toward her throat.
YOU"
Me" he answered strained and
slow. i've come 10 tell you, Ins.elf,
because e-becau~e-ynu trusted me
The mob had the rope around ins
throat. But the sheriff got me away.
and put me Ia Jail. broke out. aud
came TO tell you I cnnldn't hear for
YOU 10 think"
She stood perfectly still inside the
window. He tnistook her silence. He
laid his haud on th. window ledge and
tried TO drive his eyes through the
gloom 10 her face.
Please believe me-" he pleaded. He
couldn't have pleaded harder had he
faced Judge and jury. instead Of mere
~ Il ragged girl Of the Flst~oods. 81
didn't kill Louie Solomon. didn't
lake the Blue Noon
The white srm, reached out toward
him.
No, No, I do believe you!'
Her face had come close 10 the win
dow. He could sec her eyes-iike Ssar
spots ia the dark--big with starue-
ruent. for they had caught sight OF his
tattered blouse the dried blood on
him. and ciotted In his hair. With .
cry. her hands went to his face.
why. your h-sd Is bleeding! And
your face"
Scratches Nothing but scratches :"
he hastily reassured In tones that eau
lion held low; pained al her distress:
pleased. too: his eyes alighi.
But this one on your head, lts
cut--deep-and -tili bleeding" Her
voice was slender. "You must let inc
bind up this one"
He glanced toward Fallen Rock.
I'VE dasn't risk a light" he said.
For your sake we ds'sn't. The night
has eyes. And they'll comb these
woods tomorrow"
She shrank back into the room. He
drew half step nearer laid his arm
on the ledge and stood fumbling the
easement. lost IN thought.
"And yet I've that TO do that must
have light" he mused. more 10 him
self than to her. raising his head after
ii rime and glancing toward the dim
outline Inside the window. lis there
a blind on your window that would
hide candle:"
"Why-yes---' she answered, puz-
lied ana slow.
1, was long time before he spoke
again. Had the light served. she might
have seen In his eyes the struggle he
vas going through. He rubbed his