The Mellette County pioneer. [volume] (Wood, Mellette County, S.D.) 19??-1971, 1923-06-01
IN Blind Mans Eyes
CHAPTER xvI--continued.

excited his blood leaped notify 10 MS
hand pointing his pistol; he painted,
almost audibly, for breath, but though
his pulse throbbed through his head
too, his mind was clear and cool as
ne reckoned his situation and his
chances. He had crossed the Pacific,
the continent, he had schemed and
rlsked everything with the mere hope
OF getting into this room to discover
evidence with WHICH to demand from
the world righting OF the wrong
which had driven him as a fugitive for
five years; and here he found the man
who was the cause Of 1t all, before
him In the same room a few PAGES
away In the dark!
For ii was impossible that this was
not that man; and Eaton knew now
that this was he who must have been
behind and arranging and directing
the attacks upon him. Eaton had not
only seen him and heard his voice, but
he had felt his grasp that sudden, In.
stinctive crouch before q charge, and
the savage lunge and tackle were the
instant, natural acts of an old lines
man on q championship team In the
game Of football as il was played
twenty years before. That lift Of the
opponent off his feet and the heavy
lunge hurting him back to fall on his
head was what one man-in the
rougher, more cruel days OF the col
lege game-had been famous for. On
~ EANHnlI AnII NEnN NIrnUy cftNEnnd
e knock a helmeted opponent uncon-
scious; here 1t was meant, beyond
doubt, to, do more.
Upon SO much, at least, Eaton's
mind at once was clear; here vas his
enemy whom he must destroy IL he
himself were not first destroyed.
Other thoughts, recasting Of other re-
lations altered or overturned in their
bearing by the discovery of this man
here-everything else could and must
wait upon the mighty demand Of that
moment upon Eaton to destroy this
enemy now or be himself destroyed.
Eaton shook In his passion; yet
coolly he now realized that his left
shoulder, which had taken the shock
OF his fall, was numb. He shifted his
pistol over to cover q vague form
which had seemed to move; but, If it
had stirred, 1t was still again now.
Eaton strained to listen.
It seemed certain that the noise OF
the shot, il not the sound of the
struggle which preceded 1t, must have
raised an alarm. Basil Santoine, as
Eaton knew, slept above; q nurse
must be waiting on duty somewhere
near. Eaton had seen the row Of but
tons which the blind man had within
arms length with which he must be
able to summon every servant In the
house. So 1t could not last much
longer now-this deadlock In the dark.
And n Of the two, at least, seemed
to have recognized that.
Eaton had moved, warily and care
fully, but he had moved; a revolver
flashed before him. Instantly and
without consciousness that his finger
pulled the trigger, Eaton's pistol
flashed back. In front OF him, the
flame flashed again, and another squirt
Of fire spat ut one side.
Eaton fred back at this-he was
PROSTATE on the floor now, and
whether he had been hit or not he
did not yet know, or whether the
blood flowing down his face was only
from q splinter sprayed from the table
behind which he had hid. He fred
again, holding his pistol far out to one
side to confuse the aim Of the others ;
he thought that they too were doing
the same and allowed for II In his aim.
He pulled his trigger q ninth time
ne had not counted his shots. but he
knew he had had seven cartridges In
the magazine and one In the barrel
and the pistol clicked without dis
charging. lie rolled over farther
away from the spot where he had last
fired and pulled an extra clip Of car
tridges from his pocket.
The blood was flowing hot over his
face. He made no effort to staunch
II or even to feel with his fingers to
find exactly where or how badly he
had been hit. He jerked the empty
cartridge clip from his pistol butt and
snapped In the other. He swept his
sleeve over his face to clear the blood
from his brows and eyes ana stared
through the dark with pistol at arms
length loaded and ready. Blood
spurted over his face again another
sweep of his sleeve cleared It; and
he moved his p%istol-point back and
forth In the dark.
Surely now the sound Of firing In
that room must have reached the man
In the room above; surely he must be
summoning his servants.
Eaton listened ; there was still no
sound from the rest OF the house. But
overhead now. he heard an almost i'm
~perceptible pattering---the sound of a
barefooted man crossing the floor;
and he kneW that the blind man In
the bedroom above was getting up.
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