The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1932-09-22

now lay helpless, suffering--pcrhaps
done. And in all the borderiand he
could look nowhere for aid.
Before dawn Bob's face was burn
ing. Quickly the fever mounted and
he tossed restlessly, throwing the
light blanket from the bed. Vainly
Ted tried to soothe him. An hour
later he lay in delirium. his voice
rambling in low monotone. Once
Ted laid his hand on the mans hot
forehead, and Bob's eyes for an in-
slant opened.
Tell Ann" he repeated.
In desperation Ted rose. Running
to the servants quarters, he tapped
on the door of Bob's Mexican cook.
She came, grurnbling and sleepy, to
the entrance.
"Your master" he whispered, SIS
wounded. No one must know. I
go to bring help. Stay with him.
Keep him in bed. You understand"
Isl" '''o "e'Se"'
In two minutes she was shutting
up the steps to Bob's room and had
replaced the blanket thrown on the
floor.
With a wrinkled hand she gently
touched him. "Mother of God how
hot he isl Get help quickly, senior.
Help. for the love of GodI"
But Ted was already gone.
Mcndoza's was at its height. Even
from far off the blaze of lights
blurred the horizon, and as Ted
drew up he heard a roar of applause
from within and the tinkle of many
glasses. Mems voices shouted q
name he could not catch. but as he
stepped within all noise had stilled.
A sudden hush had fcllen, an exc
pectant hush. The walters about the
crowded tables stood motionless in
the smoke-flled room. All faces
were turned toward the center of
the patio where, in ring of slowly
changing lights, girl was singing.
Ted walked quietly to the nearest
waiter.
"Where will I find Ann Reed7"
The man nodded to the patio. "It
is she who sings, sefior."
Slowly Ted drew closer. just OUT
side the light he stopped and
watched her. She moved indolently
in that circle of light, knowing her.
self to be the master of all their
moods, feeling the power of her wiz.
ardy. The young, fresh voice seemed
to come effortlessly from her throat.
A low rejoicing voice, in strange
contrast with the yelled sadness of
her eyes. She held those quiet, at
tentive faces in spell.
And when at last she stopped a
tempest of braves and applause
shook the long, low room. She
smiled and had turned toward the
door when Ted reached her side.
"Sehorita," he began.
The great black eyes looked up
at him. Eyes"
II am Ted Radcliffe, the friend
Of Don Bob. It is important I talk
with you now-at once.
Beneath the rouge her face went
white, and with little reckoning
gesture she hurried down the hall.
On the stairs she turned toward
him. Tell me. He is hurt7"
HE is wounded. He wants you.s
BADLY wounded7"
BADLY"
She choked back sob. ~Wait at
the door. / won't change. I'll take
some things along"
Within minute she had returned.
and in even less time they were in
the car, leaving behind them a bit.
terly distracted Mendoza, who tore
his black hair and called down
curses on all indispensable canta.
doras.
Throughout that ride the girl So
quite still. her hands folded tightly
in her lap. her face tense and drawn.
At Bob's door Ted raised his hand
tor silence. He looked in, and, See
ing no change In the white, drawn
face among the pillows, motioned
the girl to enter. It'll be out here
if you need me-" he told her.
She nodded gratefully. II want to
be little while with him aione.~
The door closed silently.
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