The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1922-07-22


DO your Do you want 20 know who
was back 81 everythlnxf ! didn't do
II for myself. Barry. II was someone
eise--fri help you. Barry. honestly
III help you.~
"About the murderT~ Houston
was leaning forward now. tense.
hopeful. hut the woman shook her
head.
-So--r don't know about that.
Maybe you did It'll can't any. It's
about other thinxs--the lease. and
the contract. III heip you about
that--tf youii help me. Take my
haby-~S
And keep your secret Agnes, Is
THAT tr'
win you-- The womnn.s eyes
were cleaning strangely. MY
mother doesn't know. she's old
you know her. Barry. she thinks
I'm = what I should have been.
that's why I came back out hero
-
The man rose. He walked to tho
window and stood for a long time
looking out. trying 10 close his ears
Ne the ramblinxx cf the woman on
ne bed. striving 20 find way 70
ykeep tho promise she sought. For
Just moment the old hatred flooded
thru him. the resentment toward this
being who hnd been an integral fac.
tor In all the troubles which had
pursued him In his efforts TO beat
back to new life. But as swift ss
they came. they faded. No longer
was she an enemy. only broken.
beaten woman. her empty arms sca.
Ing a. her heart achcd. harassrd By
fears Of exposure to the one woman
IN whom she stiii desired 20 be held
IN honor. Of the whereabouts % the
man who had led her on thru the
hyways Of love into a DISMAL maze
haps dying. A woman crying out for
the one boon that she could ask Of
: person she knew 60 disfrust and
1<xp!sc her. seeking the thing that
now was her greatest desire In the
world. and willing TO promise -
whether trufhfuliy or not. Barry had
% way Of teiiing--so reveal 20 him
secrets Of tho past. n he would but
ecmpiy. Was shc hone~tr A. he
ssood there hooking out ~ the snow.
Il seemed 10 make little difference.
Was she sinc~r~7 He would strive
10 aid q dumb brute Il he found u
n distress. At last he turned aud
walked 20 the bed.
!. TN promise. Agnes. n you want
~ help me afscrwarsi. weii and good
n nof--you are free to do a. you
r1ense. suppose you want her
6ress<d before
~Yex.~ The woman had raised
Oxcriy. There srs clothes - she's
nxser had on--tn the bottom drawer
= that old bureau. Take than with
you- Then look In box IN the top
6zwer. You'il find . cruciffx- They
~-<hey might want to put u on her.
1hs sank back IN thu bed and
nErry wens to his task of searching
~ drawers Of the rickesy old bu. (
punu In = mass Of tangled. old /
fnnhioned tcwciry he found the cruci- |
~ is chain broken and tuixfed- and |
pfncrd II In . pocket Then no turned |
- the Grsmmcr falkland the good |
~ a A4<4eA muir s&tE<s NA@l*t%&&r |
red his xxrs cupped gently about |
. blankst-wrnpped form. he stepped
Firth into the storm and. bending
ogninsf tho wind. turned toward this
S1siroad Ia obedience 10 the haxy d.
recsions Of the sobblnx woman he
Nd LEFT behind
Ths snowfall was lighter now he
ennd find hts way more easily. A
helf hour passed, and he stopped.
hseeiInx and resting the tiny. still
bun1Ie upon his knees 10 relieve his
oching arms. Then on again In piod-
ING etsrance-fulniling q prom
- to = woman who had done her
ts>t 10 wreck hts existence
A mile farther and the railroad
telegraph poles appeared Houston
~Qw them with grateful eyes. tho
ctr concern. He knew TO a GER
ahnty that there was no priest In
1Ab<rnacic. and what his story would
y when he got there was q little
more man he could hazard To Ba'-
6sfe he would tell the truth. 10 |
&hers. there must simply be some
fabrication that would hold for the
momsnt and that would allow him to |
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