The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1921-06-30
tho gloves arss on. Ton embarked o.
this course from spirit q adventure.

j ut the 1nStlgatt0n OF the girl next
door. She. poor little fool, IL con-
cerned over that drunken waster her
father. She asked You to help her.
you agreed. and, amazing though It
may seem, up to now you have scored
a certain measure OF success. / adj
NIT 1t, and 1 admire you for It. I
apologize now for having played the
fool with you last night; you're the
type Of man whom one should kill out
right-or leave alone. =
He set down his coffee cup and care
| fully shipped the end Off cigar
You are also the type Of man who
| will continue on the path he has start
ed. You are completely in the dark ];
you have no idea whatever what you.
| are up against" He smiled grimly,
and turned abruptly on Hugh. You
fool--you stupid young fool. Do you
really Imagine that you can beat me7'
The soldier rose and stood in front
of him.
Il have few remarks Of my own to
make" he answered, land then we
might consider the interview closed.
ask nothing better than that the gloves
should be off-though with your filthy
methods Of fighting, anything you
touch will get very dirty. AS you
| say, am completely in the dark as to
your Plans; but have pretty shrewd
idea what I'm up age! last Men mhe,
can employ thumbscrew on poor.
| defenseless brute seem to me to be
several degrees worse than an aborigi-
nal cannibal, and therefore II put
you down as one Of the lowest types
of degraded criminal shall not be
very wide of the mark. There's no
good You snarling at me, you swine;
I it does everybody good to hear some
home truths-and don't forget 1t was
you who pulled Off the gloves
Drummond lit q cigarette; then his
merciless eyes fixed themselves again
on Peterson
There is only one thing more" he
continued. You have kindly warned
| me Of my danger; let me give you a
| word Of advice in my turn. I'm going
to fight you; If can, I'm going to
beat you. Anything that may happen
to me is part of the game. But IL
anything happens to Miss Benton dur
I ing the course Of operations, then, as
surely Us there is q God above, Peter
son. I'll get at you somehow and MUIR
/ der you with my own hands,
For few moments there was ST.
lence. and then with short laugh
Drummond turned away. "Shall we
meet again soon?'' He paused at the
door and looked back.
Peterson was still standing by the
table. his face expressfonless Every
soon, indeed, young man." he said
1 quietly. Every soon indeed. y. !"
Hugh stepped out into the warm
sunshine and spoke to his chauffeur.
take her out into the main road,
! Jenkins" he said, land wait for me
outside the entrance to the next house.
i shan't be long"
Then he strolled through the gar
den toward the little wicket-gate
that led to The Larches. Phyllis !!
The thought Of her was singing In his
heart to the exclusions Of everything
else. Just q few minutes with her
just the touch Of her hand. the faint
smell Of the scent she usedand then
back to the game.
He had almost reached the gate,
when, with a sudden crashing in the
underground, Jem Smith Numbered out
4 into the path. His naturally rudy
face was white, and he stared round
fearfully.
"Gawd! sir" he cried, mind out
i ave yer seen i r. ~ q ESQ.,; 4sa I
..seen what, Jemg' asked Drum.
mond.
"That there brute. Els escaped
and if e meets a stranger" He
q left the sentence unfinished, and
u stood listening. From somewhere
behind the house came deep
throated, snarling roar; then the
clang Of paddock shooting home IN
metal, followed by a series OF heavy
thuds as If some big animal was hurl
ing itself against the bars OF a cage
They've got II, !" muttered Jem
.'''You seem TO have a nice little
crowd OF pets about the house. :, re
marked Drummond, putting a hand OF
the mans arm as he was about Y
move off. What was that docile
. creature we've just heard calling 4
. its youngf''
The ex-pngflist looked at him 81,
lenly. q,
Never you mind, sir it amt e
!, business OF yours. An II was you
/ wouldn't make It your business I
and out"
A moment later he had disappears
into the bushes. and Drummond wa
! left alone. Assuredly a cheerful
! household, he reflected; Just the spo
for rest-cure. Then he saw q flgur
J. on the lawn Of the next house whic