Emmons County record. [volume] (Williamsport, D.T. [i.e. N.D.]) 1884-current, 1922-02-02
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eIeu tIle impression Cn0L was crazy
man. didn't you?"
Didn't you try to give me that i'm
pression?" she countered.
II fancy didn't have to try very
hard-inasmuch as you had been
spending the afternoon in Atropia."
She forced queer little laugh and
bent lower over her knitting.
"When you were in Atropia, did YOU
see or hear anything of the other crazy
man?"
SIS there another one?" she asked,
a bit breathlessly.
II was told so in Angels this after.
noon."
us this other man a friend Of
yours?" she wanted to know. ,.
"YOu could scarcely call him that:
I've met him only once. He is NM
Ing engineer and his name is Buller-
ton-Charles Fullerton"
II had reached up and got her pts.
tol out of Its holster over the mantel
to bang it off into the fireplace she
could hardly have been more startled.
"Ch-Charles Bullerton?" she STAN
mcied. us Mr.. Fullerton here?"
Not here, exactly, but he was in
Atropia two days ago. Do you, by
any chance, happen to know him."
"Oh, yes; qui-quite WE'LL"
"Thep, naturally, you know best
whether or not he is in my class-the
crazy class, mean."
Once more she let the blue ewes
drop to her knitting, and If wasn't
mistaken the pretty lips were twisting
themselves In sort of wry smile.
1.-THE last time l saw him he told
me he was crazy" she admitted.
Isn't this delightful murmured.
"Bullerton is crazy and I'm crazy !:
perhaps we are all bit crazy. Do
you know, Miss Jeanne, that l have
come thousands of miles to find you ?"
ITO find me?"-tlle blue eyes were
as round as the full moon.
Even so; you. your horse and your
dog. Would you-er-wOuld you per-
init an exceedingly personal question?
Remembering always that it is put
by man who has lost his wits? Have
YOU q small brown mole on yOur left
shoulder"
She blushed very fetchingly; even
the handsome mountain wind tan
wasn't brown enough to hide IT.
Il think you are crazy-comNetely
crazy"
Certainly I am; there hasn't been
the slightest doubt of it since-well.
since about two weeks ago, when I
started to hunt for you and a pie
faced dog and piebald horse"
There was silence before the fire
for long minute and l began to be
afraid Daddy Hiram would come back
before anything else happened. Then
she said, with more curiosity than re-
sentiment, thought: a
"How did you know about the
mole?"
'"Then there is one?" questioned
eagerly.
"Y-yes."
"Glory BET" chanted. "You don't
know what load you have lifted from
whatever poor fragment Of a mind I
have left!" Z
Again she said: II don't know what
you mean." 't
Just you watt" begged. II have
lucid intervals at times; all crazy folks
do. you know. When my next one
comes along I'll explain as much as l
can-which isn't nearly as much al
you might think. at that"
1t was just at this moment that her
father returned, so she went on with
her sOck-knitting while we two men
talked bit and had bedtime smoke.
Pretty soon l began to get sleepy
. natural consequence of the strenu.
GUS day-and at the third yawn, which
was trying yainly to hide, DADDY
Twombly lighted u candle and offered
to show me my bunk.
This proved to be in the cabin loft
as the blue-eyed maiden had threat
ened, and the stair was just com
mon ladder. Father Hiram left m<
the candle. and had blown the light
out and rolled myself in the blankets
before, realized that the loft ,nusi
be directly over the room with tn,
| fireplace in 1t. *. y
was so workmanIy tired that i
fell asleep almost at once, and why
] should have awakened before morn.
ing. don't KNOW But did awaken
and though l don't know what time
1t was, it seemed as If / hadn't been
asleep more than a few minutes There
were voices iii the room beneath;
Twombly and his daughter had moi
vet gone to bed. so 1t must have been
reasonably early. Had no rnHnner
l of right to listen. in, but short Of STUFF.
fing cotton in my ears there didn't
seem to be any easy way Of staying
Out-and /. didn't have any cotton.
II heard something to,lay-some
thing that you won't like to hear
Charles Fullerton Is somewhere In this
neighborhood He was In Angels yes.
teriay or the day before" q I
sauh y" grnnted Twombly; ~ won
der what sort Of q crooked deal he's
4 tryin' to null tiff now? Did he sfay