Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1922-03-22
The Girl, A Horse and A Dog
CHAPTER XIlI.-Continued.
By FRANCIS LYNDE.

CHAPTER XIlL.-COntinued.
You needn't worry about her., was
the cool response. Didn't you get the
note n left for you, saying that you
neednt?" Then. as if he had just
seen and recognized me: Hello,
Broughton; we've missed a day, but
I'll give you the benefit OF it and not
dock you. Are you selling the old
water-loEged Cinnabar for twenty
thousand dollars this fine morning?
It'll probably save you more or less
trouble if you are"
He didn't set the kind Of answer he
wanted or any relating to tho mine.
C~rbuckling Jeanie's gun and handing
1t to Daddy Hiram. I walked across to
where he was sitting. keeping a wary
eye on the hand which would have to
be the one to go after the weapon he
had once showed me hanging under
his left arm-pit.
Mr.. Twon1bly has just asked you
haven't told him." I gritted. You've
got about ten seconds in which to tell
him all you know. and after you've
done it, I'm going to trim your"
He a scrambled to his feet when
he saw me coming, and, just as ! ex-
pected, that watched right hand
flicked suddenly under his coat. At
that I rushed him n we mixed it
promptly. I got hold OF the gun
hand before 1t got to the pistol butt,
and at the clinch We were all over
derhold. and neither OF US paying
much attention to the rules, Marquis
of. Queensberry or other. Fullerton
was a heavyweight; be had probably
fifteen pounds the advantage OF me
in that direction; but after I had got
the thumb, of my free hand upon. a
certain spot in his, neck, it was all
over but the funeral.
Jehu! how he swore when I rum
pied him, and took his gun away
from him, n slammed him down on
a bed OF broken stone and stuck a
knee into his breathing machinery.
But he couldn't do anything; the
thumb-jab had fixed him. HIS head
was skewed YER to one side and he
couldn't s%traighten it. I CROPPED
around until found that other par
alyEing nerve Eanglin-the n at the
joint Of the third vertebra.
Listen to what he says, Daddy" I
said to the old man who stood look
ing on with the face of a wooden inn
age. Then to Rullerton, who was
now merely 4 wad of flesh gone FLAG
cid under the torturing touch: 'Tell
what you know. and all you know;
and tell it quick n straight" and
gave him ono moro little prod on
che agony nerve.
with q preliminary shrek he let It
nut by Titles, sasping between the
words u phrases like a man in the
last stages, Of loekjaw.
W were going to Angels-to get
married he painted. "Ah-oh--I
was to meet her at Atropia-she-she
was afraid to ride all the Why with
rne-afraid-the old m~an--would
rome cunning! Oh. for Gods sake.
Broughton, take. your thumb out OF
my back-you're killing me by
inches!"
You need a little killing worse
than anybody ! know" I told him.
Go on; o were to overtake her at
Atropia; what them"
II didn't see, her agadR!" he llowled.
II don't know where she VENT"
didn't believe much Of what he
was saving. and I think Daddy Eli
ram didn't, though We had proved it
true up 70 the point where they had
s@pAsatAd on the Atropia road. ]
would have gone on. making him talk
sot.e more, but the look that was
creeping into the ola mans eyes made
me let UP. AZ ! read the look 1t
meant ths Daddy couldn't stand It 10
see the third decree stunt carried to