Indiana daily times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1914-1922, 1922-05-10
CHAPTER YVII-Continued.

| got to do something for me first I'm
in trouble" she was speaking rapidly
| now. the words flooding over her lips
! between gasps. her eyes set, her hands
\ knitting.
He ran away and left me for three
| days. The fire went out-my baby
/ hysterical laughter broke from her dry
lips MY baby died, sand still he, didn't
come He
Agnes Houston grasped her hands
TRY to control yourself. Maybe he
couldn't get back. The storm
Yes the storm, It's always the
storm
Then she halted for the briefest part
of moment, to become suddenly madly
cajoling. crafty cunning
Listen Barry. You want TO know
things can tell them to you--oh. SC
many Of them. I'll tell them too-ii
you'll only do this for me. It's my
baby-my baby. Won't you promise for
me: Take her to a priest-please. Bar
ry-and have her buried in hallowed
ground Won't you. Barry? Do you
want me to die too-or do you want
me to live and tell you why l did the
things did: Do yeu want to know who
was back Of everything? I didn't do il
for myself. Barry. It was some one
else-i'll. help you, Barry. honestly III
help you
About the murder?' Houston was
leaning forward now. tense. hopeful But
the woman shook her head.
'.No-the lease. and the contract. I'll
help You about that-if you'll help me
Take my baby
The man rose.
..rH promise. Agnes II you want to
help me afterward. we'll and good. If
not-you are free to do as yon please"
The woman had raised eagerly. Then
look IN box in the top drawer. You'll
find a cruciix They-they might wan.
to put il on her.
In mass Of tangled old-fashioned
iewelry. he found the erucifix, Its chain
broken and twisted. and placed it In a
pocket Then he turned to the Grin.mer
task-and the good by. half hour
later, whita-featHred his arms cuppad
gently about blanket wrapped form, he
stepped forth into tie storm. ana lend
ing against the wind. turned toward the
railroad in obetlence 10 the hazy direc
tions of the sol bing woman he had left
behind
The snowfall was lighter now; he
could find his war more easily.
Black srlotehes against the snow. two
figures suddenly hal come ont ef the
sweeping veil girl and a man. Some
thing akin to panic seized Houston. The
man was Lost Wing. The girl WAS Me
dame Rohinette,
Medaine's eyes went with womanly ia-
stinct to tha bundle in his arms
"A baby" There Nas surprise IN her
tone Forgetting for the moment her
aversion to the man himself. she came
forward touching the blankets. then lift
might peer beneath. Where did you find
It: Whose Is it,
Houston sought vainiy for words And
the words seem to come unbidden:
Does ii matter.'
..of course not" SIZE looked at him
aneerIr. II merely thought Could be
of assistance
You can Tell me where ran md a
7riest-the baby is dead
OH she touched the bundle ever 50
softly. i didn't know Then with a
sudden thought "Hut her mother She
must need
..onir a doctor. viii try 10 get Bat
iste 10 come out
But coaldu't -
lin sorryH He felt that he was mir
ing himself hopelessiy he wanted 10
tell the truth 10 ask her aid to seEI her
back into he woods to the assistance Of
the stricken woman there Rnt he could
not frame the request Instead. IL
cant tell you. I've given 4 woman my
word. She wouldn't understana-if yon
went there With Batiste 1t is different
He is a doctor. He has right II
Il understand. came quietly and in
those two words Houston felt that her
opinion had been formed: that to her be
was the father: the quiet form in his
arms his own child
"Ynu are asking something almost inn
possible The nearest priest is at a set
tlement rear Crestine
.Cresfline - Houston instinctively
turned toward the hills. bleak. forbid
ding wall against the sky. viii you
lend ME Lost Wing to run an errand:
want to get Batiste-for her
Certainly
She spoke to the Indian in Sioux then
and drew away. Houston. pointing with
his head, instructed the redskin.
The Sioux started on. soon to be en-
gulfed in the swirling veil Of the storm
Barry turred again to the girl.
Just ore more request: 1 cant carry
the child up therethis way. VIII you
help strap her TO my packf"
Silently she assisted him n the grim
task Of mercy. Then:
do you know the Passs''
He shook his head She tapped one
glove against the other.
1T is impossible then. You
I'll make it some way. Thank YOU
for helping me-
He started on. But she called him
back
ITS dangerous dangerous. and
there was note of pity In her voice
.'It's bad enough on foot when there's no
snow--if you're not familiar with it.
Tell me the way. Perhaps l could
find II. It's not for myself ! made
promise, 70 The chiids mother. I'm afraid
she's dying "
s new light came into the girls eyes.
light of compassion. of utmost pity. Slow
Iy she came toward Houston. then bent to
tighten the fastenings of her snowshoes
II know the way. came quietly. II
have been pver il in summer and win
ter will show you"
You. Meaaine, I-I-beg pardon !"
The outburst had passed his lips almost
before he realized it. Miss Robinette.
you don't know what you're saying
i know the way she answered. with
out Indicating that she had heard his re
monstrance. Il am glad TO go--for the
sake Of" She nodded slightly toward
the tenderly wrapped bundle on the
pack. Il would not feel right otherwise"
CHAPTER XVIII.
An hour found them in the hills. plod-
ing steadily upward. following the
smoother mounds of snow which indi-
satel heavy. secure drifts. As they went
higher and the wind beat against them