Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1922-05-16
"This," Was All She Said, Tapping
the Handle.

take hee0 u iII0Iners iiart This Ieel-
ing she crushed down; but she put the
aX on the floor and sQuatted beside the
bed.
Scarcely had she done this before q
loud knock came on the door. She
threw the blankets over Evelyn and
went swiftly forward and lifted tie
bar.
Larry Bishop thrust the upper half
of his body into the room.
"Old Marc an his gang are in the
Silent City loollin'' for his woman" lie
whispered hoarsely.
"Where's Lye?' came in a hiss from
the squatrer girl.
"OT up the road watching" returned
Bishop. "What'd you do to 'er, brat?"
Come in,' said Polly, in an under
tone, grasplng the end Of his scarf
and pulling him through the doorway.
"an' if Mackenzie comes here, yappin'
FOR his woman, laugh at limbaugh,
an laugh till your sides split, Larry"
She closed the door, pushed Bishop
into Il chair, and then deliberately
crawlcd into bed beside Evelyn. Upon
the inert figure of the bound girl she
piled two pillows.
Then she and Larry waited, scarcely
breathing, until voices seemed 10 come
through the clapboards from every di-
rection.
rush of feet brought Bishop bolt
upright.
keep Settin'," breathed Pollyop.
They'll be stoppin' here fast enough"
OF Il sudden the door burst open, and
Marcus Mackenzie, covered with
snow, entered. With him were two OF
his neighbors and several sQuatters.
Polly enjoyed glimpse Of Old
Mares agoni2ed face; then she grinned
at him.
whats the matter, mister?" she
asked, showing an eXpanse of even
white teeth. what do YOU mean by
Dustin into my house like this. sir?"
Mackenzie threw a glance from the
girl to the SGuattcr in the chair.
Only wife's gone!" he cried in dcs-
peration. IL"
$50? Now is shc?" broke in Polly.
smiling wider. You don't say! Well,
gOlly ne. That's too bad Some other
fel!er lun off with 'er-mcbbew
And when she saw him trying to
maStet ir!& emotion. forcing back the
heavy sroan, that intcrfere1 with his
efforts TO ars Wer. she laughed. Never
before mad she been reCGlc.s in his
presence. She knew This VAS one time
Marcus MacEynzie did not want 70
fight. Gle needed Tie help of the squat
ters to search the Storm country for
his wife-his bride, the very apple Of
his eye.
He did not look at all like the flash
ing-Cyed enemy Of her people. All at
once he had changed from Il cynical,
handsome man Of the world to plead
ing. palC-faccd husband.
Just then the wind shook the Shanty
violently: and over his big frame
passed Shuddcr after ShuddCr.
shes been gone, oh God, I don't
know Low long he groamed alcud, the
haggarl eXprcSsioH deepening in the
lines about his mouth as he spoke. "l'll
giye-lll give more money than any
of YOU ever saw" He flung around on
Bishop ana thrust out an importunate
hand.
Larry had been watching him COW
ertly. III moody silence. When 3larcuS
addressed him directly. he threw back
his head and let out loud malevoIcnt
sounds more like the howls of hyenaS
than the laugh of human being; and
Polly Hopkins Joined in again. too,
dreadful sounds that made her thin,
lovely face look old.
"This is Il queer place to come for
your woman" she tauntcd Mackenzie.
"To Il Squattcr's shack. huh? didn't
know before that rich women came to
the Silent City, least of all, youin."
MacKCnZic took Il step toward her.