The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1922-02-11


where's yorc trunkr IN take q
rieh, up 90 my shack" Hart said.
ave rented a room"
~wen you can onrent II. You're
stayin' with me"
no. Bob reckon won't d
that. III live alone awhile"
NO. air, wha, do you take ms
forg Wen load yore things up OF
the blackboard
Dave shook his head TN
much obliged. but ia rather mol
yet. Cot 20 feel out my way whll'
learn the range here
To this Bob did not consent with
out stiff protest. but Sanders wa,
infiexible
IAN right Suit yorcsolf. You al
mule. - Hart said with a grin. ANY
how. you1l eat supper with me
Les so 10 the Dclmonloo for oil
times sake. Wen see IL Hop Lee
knows you. IN bel he does
Hart had eomr Ia 20 see a con
tractor about building derrick foi
we'll II got TO see him now
Dave. Go along with me- he urged
NO. see you later Want 10 gei
my trunk from the depot"
They arranged an hour OF meet
lng al the restaurant.
In front OF the port-offiee nol
met joyce Crawford Tho youns
woman had fulfilled the, promise Of
her girihood. As she moved dowr
the street. tall and slender. there
was llght. joyous freedom In hes
step So Ellen Terry walked IN her
resilient prime.
Miss Joyce. he's here Bob said
who Davcf"
She and her father and Bob had
more than once met as a commit
tee OF three 10 discuss the interests
OF Sanders both before and since
his release. The week after he iefl
Canon City letters Of thanks had
reached both Hart aud Crawford
but these had given no address
Their letters 90 him had remained
unanswered nor had a detective
agency been able 70 find him.
Yes. maam. Davei Hes right
here in town. Met him hair an
hour ago
-f'm glad. How does he iookr-
Hes grown Older. a heap older
And he's different You know what
an easy go,n' Md he was. always
friendly and happy as a halfFrown
pup. Well. be amt thataway now
Looks like be never would laugh
again real cheerful ] don't reckon
he ever will Hes done got The
prison brand on him for good. I
couldn't see my old Dave 10 him q.
tail. Hes hard as nalis--and bitter. .
The brown eyes softened- -He
would be. OF course. How could he
help ~"
And he kinda holds you off.
He's been hurt had and Amt ;akin'
no chances whatever. don't you
reckon
DO you mean he's broken
not a Bit He's strong. and he
looks At you straight and hard. nu,
they've crushed all the kid outn
him He WAS a mighty nice boy,
Dave was. I hate 20 lose him.
when can I see him. she asked
Bob looked az his watch. 4 got
an appointment 10 meet him At
-Delmonico's right now. Maybe I
can get him 10 come up to the
house afterward.-
Joyce was n young woman who
made swift decisions I'm 50 with
you now.- she said.
Sanders was standing In front of
the restaurant. but he was faced
in the other direction. HIS fiat.
muscular back was rigid. In his
attitude was 4 certain tcnsene@s. ~
though his body was a bundle OF
steel springs ready 10 BE- released.
Bob's eye travelled swiftly past
him 70 a fat man rolling up the
street on the opposite sidewalk
Its Ad Miller. back from the pen.
heard hs got out this week" he
told the girl In a low voice.
Joyce Crawford felt the blood cbh
from her face. II was as tho her
heart had been drenched with ice
water. what was going 10 take
place between these mcn7 Were
they arrned7 Would the gambler
recognize his old enemy
She knew that each was rcsponsi
bic Tor the others prison sentence
Now they were meeting for the first
time since.
Miller rad been drinking. Ths
fNff precision Of his gait showed
that. For a moment n seemed that
he would pass without noticing ths
man across the road. Then. by some
twist % chance. he decided 20 take
the sidewalk on the other side. The
sign az the Delmonico had caught
his eye and he remembered that hs
was hungry.
lie took one stsp-and stopped
He had recognized Sanders. His
eyes narrowed The head on hla
short. red neck was thrust forward
"GoddlemlghtyF' he screamed. aud
the next moment WAS plucking a
revolver from under his left arm
pit.
Bob caught Joyce and swept her
behind him. covering her with his
body as best he could. At the same
time Sanders plunged forward. mr..
row straight and swift. The re.