The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1926-03-18

but he owes me money-more
money than he can repay at pres
emit, anyway. And the question is
am I to ask him for tor not?"
Nan did not understand what he
meant.
Seton went on:
'Lyster is suffering from loss OF
memory-so he says :"
He is. How dare you suggest
anything else?"
Every well. then, he is. But with
the other case, of which l told you,
in my mind I am naturally rather
suspicious. l met Lyster yesterday
down the road, and he did not know
me-" He shrugged his shoulders.
"Well-he owes me money if he
has lost his memory, he has prob
ably forgotten that he owes me
money. This is what I wished to
ask your advice about-am l to let
/ him go? It rests with YOU"
He had moved closer to her again
now; his head was craned forward
in a peculiarly eager fashion.
Nan fell back from him.
Il don't know what you mean
she said, ~breathlessly.
He laughed unpleasantly.
II think you do. However. per-
Nha6s it is rather early days yet for
me to explain, seeing that this is
only the third time we have met.
He took up his hat and the riding
whip from the table.
Il wish you good.day," he said.
The gate creaked protestingly as
he shut it, and then all was silence.
Nan stood where he had left her,
her hands grasping the chair'back.
She felt as if the afternoon had been
a bad dream.
. No wonder the boys had not liked
Seton; no wonder her own instinct
had warned her against him.
And her father and Peter both
owed him money!
It don't believe It'll" she said aloud.
"A mar like that would say any
thing. I don't believe it!'
She began mechanically to clear
away the tea-things. She carried
them out to the little maid, who was
straining her eyes by the twilight
to read a novelette,; then she opened
the side door and went out into the
garden.
1t was not dark yet. A breath OF
cool air stirred the trees and famed
Mans hot face.
The words Seton had spoken to
her burned her heart. No man had
ever dared speak so to her before.
"And I've never been afraid OF
anyone in all my life" she told her
self, trembling What has hap
pened to me?"
She had even been afraid to go
to her father and tell him what had
occurred: why "a this? Deep down
in her heart she knew; knew that
though she had called Seton a lar
and refused to believe what he had
said, something had told e thes
he had spoken the truth.
Nan had never been on affectionate
terms with her father
She knew that, no matter how
deeply involved he might be, he
would never make a %confidante Of
her.
And now the menacing figure OF
Harley Seton had stepped in.
What had he meant when he said
that it rested with her whether or
no he asked Peter to repay the
money he had borrowed?
Nan had not the faintest idea
she walked up and down in the
dusky garden racking her brains fol-
a solution.
What bad he meant by limiting
that Peter was shamming?-she re-
membered her own doubts, and fear
stabbed her heart.
She reached the gate, and for a
moment leaned over it, looking down
the road to the village beyond, where
a few lights twinkled family through
the darkness.
Peter! What was he doing now?
Jealousy Of Arnott's sister rose again
in her mind; Arnott had said that
she was one of the best-supposing
Peter got to like her, and then to
love her 49,.
Unconsciously Nan fingered the
ring which she 0 at her neck; she
had always felt that she got courage
from touching it, but tonight it left
her cold.
you've got no pluck, my girl"
she told herself fercely. She clutched
her hands on the cold iron spikes
at the top of the gate till they hurt
her soft flesh.
"Nan-Nan =. -" One Of the boys
called from the house behind her.
TO Be Continue0