Plentywood herald. [volume] (Plentywood, Mont.) 1908-current, 1932-12-22

o1orfa knew that II sa1e tsok q gteT
Jarrold would clutch her again b
she stood very stIIl. Brodie came bach
and threw some wood IN the IRE and
squatted down ose the provisions
seeming to be taking stock of them
He srooded over the ns~, giving nc
Sign of noticing her.
LET me 60" she said to Jarryld
i am sick. I'd die here PleeSe let
me CO."
Jarrold shifted and looked to his
companions. Benny shook his head
There ain't no hurry" be stated
judicially.
Where is King?" asked Brodie-
Il don't know she answered. speak
Ing with difficulty. II Oh, for
Gods sake. let me &c. I won't say
anything about what | saw: I promise
Ii you will only let me 60"
@They promise easy and break prom
ises easier said Jarrold-
Benny came up and touched Brodie
on the shoulder. The squatting man
started and scowIed. Benny stopped
n whispered Brodie got up heavily
o together the two withdrew, going
further back In the cave. They talked
but Gloria could not catch the words.
Soon they gave over their whisper
Ing and came back to the fire. where
Brazil and the Italian looked up at
them sharply. Here was another
guarded conference among the fouy.
Erode made a last remark and
laughed the others laughed after him.
and the four looked toward JarroId
and Gloria. Gloria was nuick tn soc
that Brodie had set his rifle way
somewhere against the rock wall In the
shadows. Only Brazil still chung to his
gun; If he should set 1t aside-if there
should eome a moment when she could
slip to the caves mouth-in the out
side dark, despite the deep snow, she
would at least have a chance TO o.
cape from them
Its time VIZ had a little talk said
Brodte out OF a short silence. with
out anybody's skirt listening In. Leave
her bach there. further from the front
door. Jarrold- Where she can't get an
earful. and where she can'r make a
getaway: You come on over here d
mfnute.-
(1{nr4H rtadn re- ro~st - 80 -
duwn Imply where Jarrold left her
and watched him ms he slouched over
to the fire. A few times she heard
them laugh; she cnuId distinguish Bro
dies throaty. bull tone and Benny's
nervous cackIe- Brazil and the Italian
said little, they were men TO follow
where other men led.
.Come here commanded Brodie
She started He was calling to heri
She got up and moved forward slowly.
1t was obey or be dragged to him.
"Gratton's, then Kings, then Grat-
toms again?" Brodie chuckled- II
don't care whose before Gratton's tne
first time. but whose after Graftonss
the last time. that's It'll who are Won
for. Bright-Eyes7 he or Steve7-
Nor she cried. her hands at her
breast mol am not like thatl I
was not Gratton's; / am ... / am
Mark Kings wifeI~
-soT" admitted Brodie xood-hu-
noredly- well. that cuts no ice. IFS
open and shut you'd gone back to Graf
ton Now. come over here. Closer.
over here and give rs 4 kiss
He jerked from his pocket 4 duh
lump. n OF the smaller. richer mug
gets I'm no pincher. come across
and I'll give you a whole handful OF
His tone vas playful.
But Jarrold cut In less playfully-
Leave her alone, BrodIe," he ad-
"She don't cotton to you, and.
more. whose gold Ia II. anyhow
Amt divided get And she
Wen. II she belongs to anybody. she's
nine r.
"SoT BrOdie's m~onosyllable was
sxpressionlesx 1WeIl, / was asking
Ter And she aint answered yet"
Fast as the girls heart beat, her
thoughts sought TO fy faster. These
men were brutes here she began, and, |
las. here she ended. She had never
what brute meant she had
allied Mark King that And now. if
My Mark King could hear her call,
come to her. But that was
ess thought than prayer. In n mo-
nent she would feel upon her either
he hands of Brodie or the hands Of
There was but n thing left
Q do. but one part to play On.
ID, II she could play the parti She
fruggled nightly for a calm utter
nee And In the end she said In u
one which she managed to make full
+ challenge.
Which of you In the better man7'
They stared at her, all of them pux-
led by her change OF attitude as by
err words Then Brodie, with a noisy
xplosion OF laughter. smote his thigh.
"The better manI~ he shouted.
Hear her. Steve. old horse? The BET
man !" He Iunged to his feet. Eth
0 you. Steve The lady's right. she
oes to the man who's mar enough to
ct her That's big Sven B-odie, the
est mar In these mountninsi TIL go