The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1923-04-09

fsHN "l AM' OF US anu 1 tAN some
thing glitter In his right hand. that
l realized who he was
Norman Greyoa." hc said. II oall
an aFmistice for five minutes You
VIII admit. he added glancing
downward al hts right hand. shat /
am Ia position 10 can the game.
Let Il b. an armistioo. Michael {"
! agreed what do you want with
meg"
with you nothing. no answered.
= came 10 speak 10 Aiss kinder
Sley."
4 find that my confederate mis-
understood me the other night" ho
continued. and that after an he
took your iowolry from the table. I
have stayed in the neighborhood 70
return II"
lie leaned over aud placed sealed
box In Beatrice's hand. ! could have
sworn that I saw her fingers clutch
passionaiely az his as he drew away.
u knew that Il was mistake. =
she said softly. looking across NJ
him rs tho striving 10 call him back
20 her side. lie kept his face. how.
ever. turned steadily away. ITS ex-
precision had changed. The old mock
Ing smile was hack upon his ilpa.
Upon reflection. Janet" he con.
unued. especially when l considered
the richness OF our haul. felt a
certain impulse OF distAsts toward
robhing you OF your newly acquired
splendorh Permit ma"
|
He handed her alBo a little packet.
Then 10 backed his horse a few
PAGES, but he stlu fingered. and I
knew that he had something else 10
say.
so your friend Huntington has
given up the chase and gone back "
Londonl" he observed. Give him
a hint from me some day. Tell him
rot to take Il Tor granted that the
frat Impulse Of the malefactor Ia Ia
place as grcat a distance as possible
between himself and the scene OF his
Z tnisdcmeanors"
4 will remember your message.
l promised You realize. OF course,
that | shall report your being sim
in the neighborhood9"
m you did not" was the cool
reply. "the next tow hours would 30
empty OF interest 20 mo. Even II you
yourself take hand In the game,
Greyes. and viii do you the credit
70 admit that you are the clnyeres, OF
tho lot. promise you that shall
make my way 20 safety as easily al
shall cantsr across THE moor"
He leaned suddenly toward me.
Send the women on Tor mo-
ment" he besged Il have a word
Tor you alone"
janet turned her horse a, enca Ia
/ obedience 10 my gesture. Beatrice.
however. fingered She war gazing
across at my companion. / saw
their eyes meet. and Il seemed 90 me
strange thing that such look
should pass between these two Then
I saw Michael shake hia head.
She turned and rode slowly after
Janet. but refined in her horse scarce
~ 20 PAGES away. Michael rode up
% my side lie had dropped his
weapon into the loose pocket OF his
riding coat lie was AZ my mercy.
and no know H. Yet. rightly enough.
he had no fear.
Norman Gruyes.- he said. -thia Is
the end Of our duel. for have fin
inhed with life an you and l under
stand life. Fate has made US enc
mica Fate might moro than once
have given either Of Us the othsr's
nta. Those things are finished
You speak a. tho you were making
voluntary rutirement--yrt how can
you hope to cscaps7- I asked him.
Theirs Is a price upon your head
wherever you turn
Il am not hero 10 speak about my.
self" he answered indiffercntiy. Il
want worI with you about tina,
girl"
About Beatrice Rsndersley7
Yea"
what can you have to say abcu,
herr demanded. puzzled. aisho tho
memory OF that look was stu with
me.
Never mind You know life,
oirsycA You know that the creates,
OF u are great because OF our foilles,
/ That gsri n tho folly Of my later lifa
I There Is n touch Of romance In her,
a sentiment For Gods sake, Grcyes
I don't at and look al me like a craven
/ inaEsi BE n human being and say
that you understand"
/ remembered that look. and I
nodded II understand" I said.
| 90 on
TELL her. then. for the love o,
heaven. who and what am. Tell
I har that I have wives living. women
/ whom have deceived in every quar-
I tor OF the globe. Tell her that po-
/ liceman's hand upon my shoulder
would mean the galiows In England
or the electric chair in America.
Strip off the coverings. Show her the
raw truth. Tell her that am n
criminal nj heart from tho sheer love
OF crime"
"I'il tell her what you nay !
! promised
Damn II. mani" he answered pas
sionntcly, as he turned HIS head TO
windward for a moment and swung
round his horse. Tell her nothing
from me: tell her from yourself You
know the truth. II any man does.
Give her pain, II you must Show her
tho ugly side. An man TO man
Grcyes, enemy 70 enemy. swear that
you will do this
II swear," I answered.
He must have touched his horse
with his whip, unseen by me. for IN,
words had scarcely left my lips be-
fore he was galloping away. malSinf
for the lcneliest and blcnkest part o.
the moor. ] heard n stifled cry from
Beatrice, n cry that was almost sob