Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1920-04-01

dynamite blast.
She put her horse to the gallop as
she neared him, and reined up so sud-
denly that she almost threw the beast
back upon his launches. Hilary saw
that she had a new and powerful bit,
which gave her perfect control. Her
pluck was splendid in this riding of
the same animal along the same road.
He raised his hat and waited. She
leaned over the horses shoulder, and
he saw that her face was expressive of
great concern.
"You are not to go to St. Boniface
tonight" she said.
MAY 1 ask why?"
ut is my wish, monsieur-and my
warning Also"
The memory of their past meetings
rushed through Hilary's mind, already
unbalanced by the events Of the after
noon, and he became conscious of a
great rush of anger that seemed to
sweep through him like some imper-
sonal force and hold him against his
will.
do you think, Mademoiselle Rosny,
that you are entitled to express your
wishes and your warnings to me, in
the light of our acquaintance" he de-
handed.
you are pleased to be insolent to
me again." she answered in a low
voice. ut does not matter. If you go
to st. Boniface you go at your peril"
"Mademoiselle-"
Il ask you not to go. 1 implore you,
then"
by what right?" cried Hilary angri-
ly. 'Have you worked for me or
against me, Mademoiselle Rosny, since
l came here, expecting to find only a
welcome among my n%eighbors? Have
YOU shown any reason why 1 should
heed your advice, or put faith in your
disinterestedness?"
She was not looking at him. "No,'
she answered, very quietly. "But you
must not go. Monsieur Askew, 1 have
come here to beg it of you. +"
you have come here to get me not
to attend to my interests" cried Hill
airy, losing all his ~self-control. "Are
you not actively allied with my worst
enemy, who seeks to ruin me and drive
me out of st. Boniface. l lost nearly
a winters cut Of lumber when my
boom was treacherously destroyed.
You knew, Mademoiselle Rosny, and
yet you ask me to heed advice from
one who is not my friend"
She started as if he had dashed her
across the face. She tried to answer
him, but could only stammer inco-
herently; and her eyes, which had
blazed with wrath as he spoke of the
boom, were filled with tears which she
checked valiantly.
you think I came here tonight
she began, and paused, her voice chok-
ing. "You think / came hereto you
to engage in some plot of Monsieur
BrOusseau's? 1t is insufferable! You
are not SO important an enemy as
that" She put out her hands swiftly.
"Ah, do not 60 to st. Boniface," she
pleaded.
Hilary looked at her stubbornly. He
would not let himself be moved.
II have come to you, and you have
Inundated me-" she whispered. go,
then" she cried suddenly jerking the
reins. $50, Monsieur Askew! Go to
st. Boniface!"
She spurred her horse and galloped
wildly away, while Hilary watched. He
saw her pass out of sight; he waited
till the last reverberations of the fly
ing hoofs had ceased. He was ashamed
and yet he was sustained by a grim
mer determination than any that he
had eve known. He would not let
himself believe in her. His wrath,
which made him doubt every one,
which had suffered him to let Lafe de.
part, kindled him to fighting heat.
He meant to fight, and he grew hot.
ter as he tramped steadily along the
river road, Keeling off the miles be-
hind him, a lonely figure, his heart
%rancorous against the injustice meted
out to him; bitter against LATE, bitter
against Madeleine, but furious in his
resolution to show st. Boniface whai
manner of man he was.
, At last the lights of the settlement
began to twinkle through the trees
He walked a little faster, lingering the
J revolver in his coat pocket. But wher
he reached the gate above the dam hi
stopped for a while and considered.
t His instinct was for physical assault
/ such violence as alone could appeast
his rage. He listened to the distan'
hubbub about Duval's shanty; ant
J then he did the wisest, or else thu
) most foolish thing that he could have
; done. He broke his revolver, took GU
the cartridges. and threw them away
He put the weapon back in his pocket
: opened the gate, and went on.
: And this was wise, because Canadian