The Adair County news. [volume] (Columbia, Ky.) 1897-1987, 1921-04-06

pair, Tor her JOY IN the conflict was
to lie in the task OF putting the pieces
together afterwardI
1t was rather relief, therefore,
when the imperturbable James handed
her at breakfast the following note:
shirley Dear:
"After leaving you last night, de-
cided that In your present frame Of
mind my absence for few days might
tend to calmer and clearer pereep-
ton, on your part, of the necessary
tactics which in a moment of despera-
ton, saw fit, with regret. to pursue
last night. And In the hope that you
will have attained your old attitude
toward me before my return, / am
leaving in the motor for San Fran
cisco. Your terrible accusation has
grieved me to such an extent that do
not feel equal to the task Of confront
ing you until. in a more judicial frame
of mind, you can truly absolve me of
the charge of wishing to do away with
young Cardigan.
"Your affectionate
JUNGLE SETH"
Shirley's lip curled. With a rarer,
keener intuition than she had hitherto
manifested, she sensed the hypocrisy
between the lines; she was not de-
ceived.
"He has gone to San Francisco for
more ammunition" she soliloQuized.
"Very well, unkie-dunkl While
you're away, / shall manufacture a
few bombs myself"
After breakfast she left the house
and walked to the intersection of B
with Water street. Jules Rondeau and
his crew Of lumberjacks were there,
and with two policemen guarded the
crossing.
Shirley looked from the woods bully
to the locomotive and back to Ron
deau.
"Rondeau," she said, "Mr. Cardigan
is bad man to fight. You fought him
once. Are you going to do 1t againT
He nodded.
by whose ordersT
"Mr. Sexton, she tell me to do It,"
"Well, Rondeau, some day I'll be
boss of Laguna Grande and thereIl be
no more fighting" she replied, and
passed on down b street to the Office
Of the Cardigan Redwood Lumber
company. MORA McTavish looked up
. as she entered.
"Where is he, dear?" Shirley asked.
II must see him."
"In that Office, Miss Shirley" MORA
replied, and pointed to the door. Shir-
ley stepped to the door, knocked, and
then entered. Bryce Cardigan, seated
at his desk, looked up as she came in.
His left arm was in sling, and he
looked harassed and detected.
"Don't get up, Bryce" she said as he
attempted to rise. 81 know you're quite
exhausted. You look It." She sat
down. 'Pm so sorry" she said softly
His dull glance frightened. "It
doesn't amount to that, Shirley" And
he snapped his fingers. "It throbs q
little and it's stiff and sore, SO carry
1t in the sling. That helps a little
" ldl yOu hohb " &C Lit dDOul6
81 wanted to tell you," said Shirley
"that-that last nights affair was moi
of my making" He smiled compass
sionately, I'll COULDN'T bear to have
you think I'd break my word and tell
him."
at never occurred to me that you
had dealt me a hand from the bottom
of the deck, Shirley. Please don't
worry about it. Your uncle has had
two private detectives watching Ogilyy
and me-"
"0lf!' she breathed, much relieved.
A ghost Of the old bantering smile
lighted her winsome features. "Well,
then" she challenged, 81 suppose you
don't hate me-"
"On the contrary, Hove you" he an
swered. However, since you must
have known this for some time past, l
suppose it is superfiuous to mention
it. Moreover, l haven't the right
yet"
She had cast her eyes down mod
estly. She raised them now and looked