The L'Anse sentinel., 1922-11-03

cried Molly.
He swung toward her. "I'll tell you.
them" he roared. "Your fathers q
murderer. He's been wanted by the
police these twenty years or more.
and he's still wanted. The police don't
forget. I knew 1t from the first. He
came to me and asked my help after
he'd murdered q man In q common
brawl. He wanted to give himself up.
| told him not to. I got him his Job
at the portage, where he'd be secure.
I've stood by him, been his friend,
protected him. But I'll protect him no
more"
He wheeled upon the factor. "Now
speak to Tier agaln!" he shouted.
you're her fatheri" There was In
tense mockery in his tone. "She'll
obey you. Ask her II she wants you
to swing In the jail-yard at Yorkton
while she's on her honeymoon with
VIII Carruthersr
With .whimpering cry the factor
dropped to his knees and hid his face
in his hands. Molly let the rifle fall
and shrank back against the wall. A
cry broke from her lips.
"It isn't true, fatherl" she begged,
fixing her eyes In terror upon the fac
tors. "Tell him It isn't true. You
didn't kill that man who insulted my
motherl And. II you did, you did 1t
to protect her. Tell him it's lie!"
The factors whimpering means
were all her answer. They ceased,
and for a full minute there was not
the least sound In the room. Slowly
Molly raised her head, and the look
thar had come into her eyes at last
was one that Bowyer had seen in
the eyes Of many men and women be-
fore. He knew that the time Of his
triumph had come.
"Unless marry you. Tom Bowyer,"
said Molly, "you will betray my father,
who trusted your"
"Ill give him up to Justice" Bow
yer shouted. 'Tll fight with what
weapons I've got. Wouldn't any man
who was man fight for what he
wanted most Of all In the world7 II
you don't give up, swear he'll hang
You know what Canadian law Is.
| swear to you I'll have him hanged In
Yorkton inside Of six months II you
don't agree to what I'm asking OF
you"
"And II do agreef" asked Molly,
shuddering.
The sudden glance Of hope In the
factors eyes went to her heart. But
Mcdonald, crushed under his servi-
tude, had a flicker Of manhood after
all.
Don't do 1t. Molly. lass !" he shout
ed. "Ill hangr' He turned to Bow
yer. "rll hangi" he shouted, and then
his voice broke into whimper.
"Shut up. you old foolw said Bow
yer, contemptuously. IF you agree,
Molly" he said. "the past will all be
forgotten. swear It will. 1 love you.
and I'll be true to you. I'll give you
everything you want, and I'll make
Mcdonald q home as long as he lives.
D-n It'll You look as II was asking
something awful Of you'll What's the
matter with mel Amt good enough
for youf"
She looked up. to see Bowyer's red
face peering into her own. She shiv.
cred, a. II with mortal cold.
"I'll marry you" she said.
The slow smile that spread over
Bowyer's face was indescribable. He
turned to Mcdonald. "Well, that's set
tied At last" he said. rubbing his
hands together in gioating self-satis
faction. Get to bed, Mcdonald Molly
and will sit up while and talk over
| the details Of our honeymoon trip
That amt your business. Maybe wei
do q little love-making on the side
too, but not too rough. I guess I know
how to handle q girl"
He strobe toward the door ant
opened II. The factor stood stock-stil
for q moment. Then, at Bowyer's call
he stumbled toward II. and BowyeI
led him across the passage into an
other room.
you'll be comfortable in here, Nc
Donaldr Bowyer shouted, slappinf
the old man on the back. "And dom
| you fear for Molly. I'll take mighty
| good care Of her"
/ There followed his returning foot
steps, and the sharp, sudden click o.
key. Then came q furious rattlin,
from within. Bowyer turned sngrily.
go to bed, you old fool I" h,
shouted. Didn't I tell you I'd tax,
care Of herr
The rafting ceased. but Molly hear,
the factors feet shuffling a. he stoo,
irresolutely behind his door. listening
Bowyer came back and slammed tn,
door behind him. He put his hand OF
Molly's shoulder.
'Tm glad that's all settled at last,
he said. "G-d, you've led me chase
Mollyi Hardest I've ever had; but
knew I'd get you In the end"
"when do you wish me to MARI,
your asked Molly In 4 whisper.
| Bowyer threw back his head AM
laughed. "Now you're talking" he an
swered. THAT'S the point I was com
Ing to. Tn business man. and To
used to paying what have to 70
| what want. Bnt I've been thinking
| mat when two people are sgreed q
the same thing. and there's no ~