Plentywood herald. [volume] (Plentywood, Mont.) 1908-current, 1928-08-02
The Tigers

phine in the hall.
She started back at the sight of
me. | couldn't read the look that
leaped to her face, except that it was
a hurt look, almost a look of plead
ing. 1t vas a surprise to me. Evil
IDENTIFY she felt that she would miss
whatever support | had been in
these last nights of trial.
you're going after ALL" she said.
She didn't put it as a question.
She spoke as if it were some unbe-
lievable circumstance.
"Of course Pm going. Pm afraid
| do not surpass as a detective. Be
sides-I've got to get back to my
practice. Probably a hundred little
fevered hands stretching to me-"
But her eyes arrested me and stop
ped the flow of my silly words.
perhaps you have forgotten-but
we promised f~rankness. The first.
hight at Southley Downs!"
II had forgotten. Forgive me.
And how long ago it was"
"And how much has happened
since"
"How much-and this is the end"
/ stretched out my hand, and she
gave me hers. | had always won
Tered at that hand. 1t was so yield
ng, seemingly so tender. But |
lropped it quickly, wondering at the
-remor on her lips.
"Good-by, Miss Southley."
"May | walk with you down to the
boat?"
"Im past all horror of that" She
led the way out of the great door and
Town the path. What a slight, slim
creature she was! "And | suppose
there is nothing-that | can tell you
that would make you stay"
you've already been very kind
and sweet" | said. "I'm glad that
you cared at all. But | don't see any
use of keeping up the sorry game any
longer. 1t can't help but come to un-
happiness in the end. | want you to
have all happiness"
| could scarcely hear her answer
The tone was so low-hardly more
han a whisper. Perhaps it was just
a little tremulous.
II don't think you are very kind
DOCTOR" the words came back. "You
lon't understand"
"Unkind because / wish you hap
piness? At least / can do that
With propriety. There has beer
nough between US that ! can dc
that. The walks we had-they vii
De very beautiful to think about"
II wish you'd not say any more.
But | went on remorselessly:
"And | don't think I'm going to b.
bitter. Women have always sacri
ficed for the men they loved-every
hing they had to sacrifice. No mar
IAN blame them if he is one of thu
acrifices, as ! was-in the den
last night"
She stopped as if had struck her
"You mean-that you think | re
bounced you last night, that | lie
you fall when ! could have savet
you-because | loved Villas Hay
ward?"
81 would sooner attribute it to tina
han to some less worthy reason. A
east it showed me that your love TO
him was everything-that nothing i
he world could stand in its way"
"Then there is no use in pleading
With you any more, DR.. Long. Som
time you may Understandable may
be be a little sorry. If you'd onl
stay, that time might be soon-be
fore it is too late"
We could say nc more. We ha
reached the boat. | shook hand
with the Southleys; and, ever as
said good-by, two strange impress
sions were knocking at the doors c
my consciousness. They were nc
distinct. One of them was that oil
Robin was gazing at me with wha
was almost a look of abject bewi
derment on his face; the other wa
that Josephine was whispering to II
spector Freeman-a hurried, urger
message.
When | looked at them they ha
moved to opposite sides of the groul
His lean face was thoughtful. | gay
my bag to the negro, and started
step into the boat.
! "Wait just a minute, DR.. Long
0 the Inspector commanded.
/ turned to him. "What is it,"
1--WE just been thinking-that
: really haven't a right to let you g
I've learned that you had a seer
j with the elder Hayward-words al
e all that-on the night he was kille
n 1t puts a different face on the 81
%uation; so | guess I'll have to cor
mand you to stay here until | know
is safe for me to let you go, doctor