The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1922-01-31
Confined Prom Yesterday,

fS<&t8a1r0 IfVEn IN8<SstI
In reality. Virginia bad guessed
the situation Jus, right In the adj.
Joining cabin. scarcely one hundred
yards away. Harold waited and
watched his chance TO recover his
snovshcesL He was wise enough to
care TO war for daylight He want
cd no further meeting with Bin ir
the darkness. But In the light he
would have every advantage. be
could see TO shoot and bis blind foe
could not return his fire.
After all. he had only 10 Be pa
tient. Vengeance would be swlf,
and sure. when the morning
broke he would come Into his own
again. with never a chance for
failure One little glance along his
rife sights. one quarterouncc Of
pressure upon the triEger--and
then he could journey down to the
fuga and his hquaw In happiness
and safety. IL would be hard
march. but once thers he could &c,
supplies and return TO jump Bits
claim Everything would turn out
right for him after all.
The fact that his confederafea
ver- slain mattered not one way or
another. Pete had gone out with
bullet thru the lungs: Virginia had
dealt him that Joe's neck had
been broken when Bill had hurled
him against the cabin wall. But
In a way. these things were an ad.
vantage. There was sufficient food
In the cabin for one meal for the
three Of them. and that meant IL
was three meals for one. A days
rations. carefully spent. would carry
him the two days march 10 the
fuga- Besides. the breeds would
not be present 10 claim their third
OF the mine. He wondered why no
hadn't handled the whole matter
himself. In the first place lie
would have been fully capable. he
thought. AZ TO virrinia-he hadn't
decided about Virginia yet. lie
didn't know OF her wound. or his
security would have seemed all the
more complete. Virginia might yet
listen TO reason and accompany hun
down 10 the Yuga He had only 10
wait TIL dawn.
But Harold's thought was not en-.
urely clear. Tho fury In his brain
and the madness In his blood dis.
torted it--just little. Otherwise
he might have conceived OF some
error In his plans He would have
been a little more careful. little
less sure. His insane and dcvas-
tating longing for vengeance. ms
wen as his late drunkenness. cost
him the fine but essential edge Of
his self.mastery.
Slowly the stars faded. the first
ghostly light came stealing from
the east The blood began 10 lean
once moro in his veins. Already II
was almost light enough TO shoot.
Then his stutining eyes saw Bin
emerge from the cabin.
Every nerve in his body seemed
TO Jerk and thrill with renewed ex.
element Yet there wasn't n chance
to shoot. The light was dim. the
shadows OF the sprfIce trees hid the
woodsman's figure swiftly. He was
gone; the cabin was left unoccupled
except for Virginia. And for nil
that she had shot no straight TO
save Bits life, there was nothing TO
fear from her Her fury was passed
by now: he thought he knew her
wen enough TO know Tint she
wouldn't shoot him in cold blood.
And perhaps some OF her love for
him yet fingered.
He did not try to guess the mis-
SION on which Bill had gone. IL
his thought had been more clear
and his fury less, he would have
paused and wondered about II: per.
haps he would have been some.
what suspicious. BIN was blind:
except 70 procure fuel there was no
conceivable reason for an excursion