The Meeker herald., 1922-11-25
CHAPTER XIII.

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FairchIld did not show the Item to
Harry. There was little that II could
accomplish. and besides. he felt that
his cOmrade had enough to think
about. The unexpected turn Of the
cOroner's inquest had added to the
heavy weight of Harry's troubles: 1t
meant the probability In the future Of
q grand Jury investigation and the
possible Indictment a. accessory after
the fact In the murder OF "Sissie"
Larsen. Not that FairchIld had been
Influenced In the slightest by the tes-
timony Of Crazy Laura; the presence
Of Squint Rodaine and his son had
shown too plainly that they were con.
nected In some way with II, that, In
fact. they were responsible. An op-
portunlty had ariren for them, and
they had seized upon It, More. there
came the shrewd opinion Of old Moth
er Howard, once Fairchild and Harry
had reached the boarding house and
gathered In the pariOr for their con-
sultation:
"Aln't It what ! said right IL the
beginninEr Mother Howard asked.
she'll kill for that man. II necessary.
1t wasn't ~ hard a. you think-all
Squint Rodaine had to do was to act
nice to her and promise her q few
things that he'll squirm out Of later
on. and she went on the stand and
lied her head on"
But for q crazy woman"
"Laura's craxy-and she amt crazy.
I've seen that woman as sensible and
as shrewd as any sane woman who
ever drew breath. Then again. I've
seen her when wouldn't get within
fifty miles Of her. Goodness only
knows what would happen to person
who fell into her clutches when she's
got one Of those Immortality streaks
on"
zone of those whatr' Harry looked
up in surprise.
Immortality. That's why you'Il
ind her sneaking around graveyards
at night, gathering herbs and taking
them to that .old house on the George
Vile road. where she lives, and brew.
ing them into some sort Of concoction
that she sprinkles on the graves. She
believes that it's a sure system of
bringing Immortality to person.
Poison-that's about what II H."
Harry shrugged his shoulders.
"PoIson's what she isr he e1-
claimed. "Ain't 1t enough that I'm ac-
cused Of every crime in the calendar
without 'er getting me mixed up in a
murder7 And" this time he looked
at Fairchlld with dolorous eyes
SOW re We going TO furnish bond this
time. II the grand Jury indlcts mef"
I'm afraid there won't be any"
Mother Howard set her lips for q
minute. then straightened proudly.
swell, guess there Will It's bond
things that are worth something-and
q few friends that I can 20 to. don't
see why should be left out Of every
thing. Just because I'm 4 womanr'
"Lor' love your Harry grinned, his
eyes showing plainly that the world
was again good for him and that his
troubles, as far as Q few slight
charges Of penitentiary offenses were
concerned. amounted to very little In
his estimation. Harry had habit of
living Just for the day. And the sup
port Of Mother Howard had wiped
out all future difficulties for him. The
fact that convictions might await him
and that the heavy doors at Canon
City might yawn for him made little
difference right now. Behind the great
bulwark Of his mustache. his big lips
spread In happy announcement Of
JOY, and the world was good.
Silently. Robert FairchIld rose md
left the parior for his own room. Some
way he could not force himself to
shed his difficulties in the same light,
airy way a. Harry. Looking back he
could see now that his dreams had
led only to catastrophes. From the
very beginning. there had been only
trouble, only. fighting. fighting, fight.
Ing against insurmounfable odds,
which seemed to throw him ever
deeper into the mlre Of defeat, with
every onslaught. The Rodaines had
played with stacked cards, and 20 far
every hand had been theirs. Fair
child suddenly realized that he was
all hut whipped. that the psyche
logical advantage was all ON the side
Of SQUIRT Rodaine. his son. and the
crazy woman who did their bidding.
More. another hope had gone gllmmer.
ing even had the announcement not
come forth that Anita Richmond had
given her promise to marry Maurice
Rodaine. the action Of q coroner's
jury that night had removed her from
hope forever. A son Of man who
has been called 4 slayer has little
right to love . woman. even II that
woman has q bit Of mystery about
her. All things can be explained
but murderi
II was growing late. but Fairchild
did not seek bed. Instead he sat by
the window, staring out at the shad-
ows Of the mountains, out at the free,
pure night. and yet at nothing. After
long time. the door opened. and a
/ big form entered-Harry-to stand