The Challis messenger. (Challis, Idaho) 1912-current, 1924-10-15

The girl sprang to her feet and
turned startled eyes toward the road
the only exit from this stone dun
geon.
"Who are your What do you wantf
Go awayl I don't know you at all"
The offensive smile broadened
"That Is where have the advantage
Of you, Mrs. Transley. have changed.
l admit, but you-you are as beauti-
| full as ever"
How dare you speak to me In such
wayi You have learned my name,
1t is true, but do not know you at all.
Now Will you go, or must l call my
husband to throw you into the river?"
"That would be some shout, seeing
that your husband isn't at home, and
hasn't been for two weeks. You see,
may be stranger, but know some
things. And even If he was at home,
wouldn't you be more likely to call
Dennison GrantT
The man had gradually advanced,
but still kept himself we'll between
Zen and her only avenue of escape.
"Who are your" she demanded
again. "Why do you follow me here?"
IAN old friend. Zen; just an old
friend, come to collect an old account.
Pay up quietly and there'l be no
trouble, but raise fuss and I'll throw
you into the river. That wouldn't |
leave much evidence, would it7 It's
wonderful how person who has been
drowned disappears and is soon for
gotten"
Zen's eyes had gone large and her
limbs were shaking. "Drazki" she
exclaimed.
Fright enough; your old friend
George Drazk." He came up close to
Ter and extended his hand. "Ain't you
yoin' to shake hands with your old
'riend Zen?" he smirked before her.
"You were no friend of mine
lever," she flared back, while her brain
vas hunting wildly for some plan of
scape. II thought had killed you.
md was sorry 1 had done It, Now
m sorry didn't"
swell. now, Zen. that's too bad. I
7as willin to forgive you, and hopin'
7e'd be friends. Don't you think II
yould be better to be friendly-like,
en?"
Ihere was menace under his oily
'ords that gripped her In terror. She
ecided to play for time. Perhaps
arah-perhaps Denny II only Den
son Grant would comet
"Sit down, George, and tell me about
;" she said. Il suppose I owe you
apology. Tell me how you got
way, and where you have been all
is time"
That's better. We're goin' to be r
'od friends, ell, Zen? The best of
lends, eh Zen? You and George III
ST sit down and talk it over"
She led him to the rock where she
d been seated, and let him sit down
side her. He seized one of her I
nds in his; she would have with
avn 1t, but he held it tighter. +
No, we're goin' to be good friends L
reminded her. 1.-The best of
ends"
Yes, but first tell me about your II
t. How did you get out Of the l.,
err that day?' Il
oh, I drifted ashore. Can't kill II
orge Drazk. l was pretty full Of =
ter, and | lay on the bank for quite
while, but | came around in time. Us
en- l seen what had happened about ll6
fire, and l reckoned this was a
I'd time to make my getaway. So I
It 1t right out o. the country, and
'ody bothered foiowin'." ha
Yes, yes. go on" she urged, eager 1al
keep him absorbed in his story. col
lat was very clever Of you. And wa
n what did you do-after you got NC
of the countryT no.
Got job. No trouble for George tul
Tx to get a job. Then when the eh'
came tried to get on, but some
they wouldn't have me. Said I'd
more useful at home. So l stayed 7
and had some pretty good jobs and fes
e pretty nice girls, Zen, but / con
er got you quite out O. my head onf
l kept sayin' to myself Some END
I'll go back and make it up with am
: And here l am. Amt you glad. the
p
ies-in Way am" ooh, will
)dy ever come0 "But-how did
find me? You know I've been
ried since then?'