The Challis messenger. (Challis, Idaho) 1912-current, 1921-03-30

moved ike one WIOSe iiiipS WIZ 49,
fened by being long in one position.
"Holy Smoke! can hardly walk.
he muttered. II will go along Win /
YOU to the corral to teach my legs now
to behave. And as for you., Church-
H." his voice deepening on the word
"go on into the cabin, and wait there
till we come"
There was nothing for Shelby to 40
but obey. Suspicion caused him TO
feel a thrill Of apprehension from IN
dian Joe's curt manner. yet there was
nothing in the words to resent. ana
his only chance of safety lay in an
outward appearance of satisfaction.
The girl drew aside. and he stepped
forward into the ROOM. An instant
she fingered. as he glanced hastily
about at the plainly furnished inter-
ior. then closed the door, and began
busying herself in arranging the ia
bic. She was young not over SIX
teen. he judged, with dark hair and
eyes, decidedly pretty. and with
quick movement, like the flight OF
bird. Twice she passed him on her
journeys to the fire place, without even
glancing In his direction; then sudden
ly their eyes met, and she laughed out
right.
"You vera dull. Americana. not
see a man like you before" she de-
clared positively. you not care talk
with me?"
In nj ho
II thought maybe you couldn't talk my
language"
"Oh, that eet; you not speak Span
ish. senor?"
"Well, hardly. l kin make out in a
way what anybody says, but when 1t
comes to talking the lingo, I'm DIT
rusty"
where you lean?'
"When | was In the army, in Ari-
zona."
II in Arizona once-Tucson; you
there? Good. You not soldier now?"
"Oh. no; that was quite a while
ago; that is why have forgotten my
Spanish. There aren't many Of your
people up here"
She shook her head. resting back
against the table, and gazing at him
frankly with her dark eyes.
Juan and all alone here" she
| confessed. "Eet is not nice-no; l
like not these Americanos. You do
not look like the senor-vat vas re
funny name he call your"
"Churchill."
"Shirchil-bah! not say eet vera
good. Maybe you hav' some other
name can say better? You tell me!'
my given name, you mean; that Is
Tom"
She laughed. struggling her shoul-
ders.
TON! Oh, I know that; call you
Tom. then. am Pamela Villemonte.
Which you rather say?"
''Pancha, of course; and who Is
Juan?"
Juan villemonte; he is my broth
er-he. You not know heem, then?'
mo; we just met above. | had lost
my way, and we ran into each other
Eup there. He and Indian Joe were
driving cattle, and brought me along
I with them"
Her eyes opened wider, and hel
hands interlocked.
"You not here before, then? Yor
never in Wolves hole till now?"
mo"
but why you come. then? WHY
they say you ride with them? Madrt
de Dios! You know what Zis place
ISL"
"Yes, Pancha," he answered soherly
feeling her earnestness. ~ know.
came to help woTian."
"You tell them that? Indian Ioe?'
"Not Just as have You: let then
believe | was in on the game bein:
played. In fact. didn't have to sa.
much of anything. for as soon as
mentioned the name of Churchill, Laut
seemed to understand. What l failed
to make clear was that my objec
was to help her."
why you tell me this?"
"Because you are woman. guess
and because think you are straight.
She stared at him a moment in 81
leuce: then went over ond S,ond will