Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1922-01-02
Asp HERE IT CONTINUES

Il rOuUu,
ming beside It.
ua hung on with grim strength, not
..,auntInr AT first to check the ami
mslis specd, but making 1t feel his
strength and presence.
Anne hid her face. He would be killed,
.hs thought wildly, and hoped that sht
would die, too. She could feel the hoi
breath OF the horse, Ms 1t snorted pas'
bar. afraid now of its own strength
heard G the ring Of the hoofs deaden again
=. n crossed the bridge and gained the
rnodway once more. and then suddenly
II stopped.
sbs looked up; the Fortune. Hunter
"a Tho horse under control: he stood
hsside il pattlng its steaming neck
.eil;nr H 70 ii soothingly. The man Fer
n;o had slippcd to the ground; he was
mbitc and shaken; he could not find ms
voice % when Anne rushed to join them.
O,s Sbe looked at John. "You are not
hurt. I Thought was afraid you
"Gas" ~. laughed. at was nothing" He
,rrned TO Fernie. "What frightened
mo moor brute?" he nsked.
" Ternie found his voice with an effort:
wTbe Lord only knows; cursed brute
She's never done Il before
lie wiped his sweating, face with n
.hokina hand. "Will you lead her back
% tbc inn for mc?' he asked. "1'll
not ride her again." They walked back
cver @ the bridge together, the, Fortune
|IIunter leading the trembling horse. and
notb;nr more was said till they reached
the inn, then old Fcrnie. looking up nt
him. said: "And who have I to thank
for--for the fact that I'm still alive?'
His voice was family ironical, but
his eyes were not unkindly as he looked
al the young mans flushed face.
Anne came forward. This is my
ssncc, Mr.. Fcrnic,' she said quietly,
MFR. John Smith.
There was a moments silence. then
the old man bowed with rather cxag
gerated courtesy.
az am pleased TO meet you. Mr..
John Smith. and perhaps some day you
may be glad to remember that we have
mpt-for the first time in such aus
picious circumstances, he said dryly.
"Fernie's rum chap the Fortune
\ Hunter said, as he and Anne were
walking home again. "a queer cuss,
and yet, you know. somehow he in.
terests me-.
| Anna ghivprpl hDoes hap I never
feel that trust him"
The Fortune Hunter LAUGHED. "Oh.
come. lie was civil enough this after
noon"
Was he? There's something about
lis eyes" she broke Of to add after
moment, "don't let US talk about him
and. john
III you---if you could make it up
With Tommy Her voice was hest =
tatins, almost apolosetic.
The Fortune Hunter frowned vcyedly.
v"I never meant to upset him. lost my
temper. I admit. I'll find him when we
get back"
But Tommy was nowhere about. and
latter a vain search for him tho Fortune
IHunter went un to the disused room nt
Vthe 10 Of tba bousc wbers rho" had
Esrried John Smiths luggage 70 bo out
N,f the woy,
II stood in Cor,,rr ham horoor,
lhe small cohloI wInJow tho sHniioht
(which Ind strugcIcI o,,, frn,n hoIe;,'i
Mo rain cIondS sStri,o ""i Sn ,o" G.",'I n''i
M,,,In;rr ,Ln 50 ,''i.io uonn vi ~ anu
ron,s i,i,ia,a M "'"nE iape,s n,u % Lne ueau
20 o. -, -. , ,,
% lid was forced back. but none Of the
hinss had as yet been disturbed. There
gre rev clothes, some colored shirts
nat looked as II they had never been
Eorn' ana lot OF papers thrown un-
idiiy together. The Fortune Hunter got
vague glimpse of them before, with
savage gesture. he raised the open lid
M slammed it down again.
lie had no use for dead man s
hings, and vHgue wave of superstl-
ion swept through him, as he turned
Nis back on them and went down the
'Trs again to his own room.
nc !Glt Qnleter now and ashamed Of
s "Hro.rS, OF temper lie supposed
sue,s .tat ne mad been unwise and
nv SiopNplE maze an enemy for life of
Well. it could not be helpcd. lie
|Wit5 WiscU cror, ms shoulders shoulders phlloSophicalIy'
,,,L,rc' S'r,S moment ne seemed to be
EnoronaJT an was TO go on until nc either
The gong sounded ond T'br' bc went n.n' do,rr
dinner. 70 find Anna at the 'oNo ,oh,o
bne. '"0''
IWhere is every one---yOur unrle
|ommyH"
te is very upset with you, John, Hc
bought you would be pleased If he man.
sed to open the box 1t was rather
nkind of you to behave as Won did ="
ne Fortune Hunter flushed crimson.
where is the boy? I'll go and find
@ mn. he started to the door. but
nne stopped him. "No. please, don't.
onmy is better left to himself when
~ nNe th's' / know him SO well he'll
S'er II soon
pok his seat at tho tah,o ,'S.!Wtcu' .!Wa' H tneh
am sorry il upset him. l am , froii Tsi,;
am rather bad TEMPERED dsv;I" ;"t" ~
i.s voice was rough and ashamed
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