Iron County news. [volume] (Hurley, Wis.) 1913-1950, 1921-01-29
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fsH he followed him, and then turned
back toward. the Cabin of the three
gableq. He had come into the path
and was passing the pool when the
light went out In the windows. He
was sorry for that He mad hoped to
have speech with the girl Tomorrow
,rqDid be too late Tomorrow the law
0egld be on his trail-and a pair of
ewes more terrible than the law.
Leaving the path, he stepped out
anon the fiat rock that jutted from
the bank into the pool Once he
glanced at the cabin; then sprang to
the bank and went on up the path.
II was far the hardest thing he had
ever tried 10 do in his life to go round
TO that east window. 1t was partly
omen. His breast was pounding; his
EARS humming. He forced himself up
to the window and brought his lips
close to the sash.
wild Rose! Z"
He heard her start. and spring up
In bed Then all was breathless still.
wild Rosew
The bed creaked. He heard her
soft feet moving about over the floor
muffied shadow came toward the
window-a shadow and a whisper:
"Pearlhunter!
He reached his hand inside. A white
arm and slender fingers came out of
the gloom and found his palm. The
shadow on the outside and the shadow
on the inside drew closer, the one
searching what that word would be.
The man swallowed hard. 81 sold
the Blue Moon to Louie Solomon to-
day-fve thousand dollars"
He felt a thrill in the girls fingers.
This afternoon Louie Solomon was
murdered and the pearl stolen"
She shuddered, took her hand out of
his and f8mbled, the loose garment
about her shoulders, but made no an
swer. Her mind was unconsciously
prepared for terrible things
They accused me of the crime!"
The girl gasped Her hands fiut-
tered toward her throat.
"Y0u!"
Me" he answered. strained and
slow. ave come to tell you, myself,
because-because-you trusted me.
The mob had the rope around my
throat. But the sheriff got me away,
and put me in Jail. l broke out, and
came to tell you. couldn't bear for
yOu to think"
She stood perfectly still inside the
window. He mistook her silence, He
LAID his hand on the window ledge and
tried to drive his eyes through the
gloom to her face.
Please believe met" he pleaded He
couldn't have pleaded harder had he
faced Judge and jury, instead of mere
~ ragged girl of the Flatwoods. 81
didn't kill Louie Solomon. / didn't
take the Blue Moon"
The white arms reached out toward
him.
No! No! I do believe your
her face had come close to the win
dow He could see her eyes-like star
spots in the dark-big with startle-
inent, for they had caught sight of his
fattered blouse; the dried blood on
him, and clothed in his hair With
cry her hands went to his face
why, your head is bleeding And
your facem
Scratches Nothing but scratches ="
ne hastily reassured in tones that eau
zion held low; panied at her distress;
pleased, too; his eyes alight.
but this one on your head It's
cut-deep-and still bleeding" Her
voice was steadier. "You must let me
bind up this one"
lie glanced toward Fallen Rock.
We da'sn't risk a light" he said.
For your sake we da'sn't. The night
mas eyes And they'll comb these
woods tomorrow"
She Shrank back into the room. He
are" half step nearer, laid his arm
On me Sdge and stood fumblipg the
taSement lost In thought.
Ind vet Iva that to &c that must
nave light" ke unused. more to him
>esl f1aa te her, raising his head after
ame and glancing toward the dim
outline Inside the window. as there
oilnd on your window that would
hide a candleY'
Nhy-yes-r she answered. puz-
zled ana siox.
II was long time before he spoke
hFa'n Had the light served, she might
nave seen in mis- eyes the struggle he
vas going through. He rubbed his
u'aWn lips together to loosen them.
VIII YOU trust me in your roomr"
The girl started. Her hands clutched
each other. She knew IT wes not TO
rs Fe his wounds dressed that he
asked. Short as her acquaintance
With him had been. she knew II was
not that. 1t was no light reason that
laa driven him to ask such a privi-
't-e. Il gripped her, shook her. but
"'fangely enough did not frigaten her.
tn trus. you"
Not often 10 a mans life does he
Tear such gracious words. Mature IS
4ol lavish Of such gifts. The shout
1l' ~ the Pearlhunter lifted The
0foop Jeff his head.