Red Lodge daily news combined with Carbon County news., 1933-04-19

you =. unless you try to get away
again. -"
He moved to the cupboard,
opened the doors and surveyed the
contents. Salt, tea, sugar, he took
down and carried to the table He
eyed the utensils next picking up
kettles one by one, examining them.
selecting one of the LOT eventually,
placing II also on the table. A fry
ing-pan next: a teapot.
Then. he asked:
where's be keep his pack
sacks?"
Ellen gestured toward the fur
loft and tried to speak. The words
would not come; the inspiration.
the hope, throbbing In her heart,
choked them back.
"In there" she finally said.
For a moment he stared at the
door and Its fastening, and then
looked at her.
"You bring the lamp" he said.
Without response she moved to
obey, and he watched her walk TO
the table, lift the lamp In both
hands. He stosd aside, showing the
door open. and she passed within.
A single pack-sack was hanging
from q rafter and he took 1t down.
Ellen started to move into the out
er room.
"Wait |" he said, and with a
queer chuckle went first. "Now
you may come" he remarked when
he crossed the threshold. THAT
hook =. it'd hold q person In there
a long time -"
He had seen the opportunity as
Ellen had seen IT. Upset as he was.
Paul Gorbel's mind still pursued Its
function of guarding his own In
terestsl
He selected rifle ammunition,
m%uttering, now and again making
a sound that was hybrid between
sob and chuckle. He gathered his
plumber in a pile or the floor and
reached for the p%ack-sack. A dan
CLING strap caught his eye and he
cursed savagely. -.
"Rivets?" he demanded. "Where
does Wolf keep emf"
81 don't know, Paul. I'll =.
I'll look"
LOOK thenl"
She began to look, searching In
those places where she was certain
rivets would not be kept, using up
minutes counting even seconds SO
spent as precious. Wolf might
come, some wayfarer might come
l.. but daylight would surely
come. A girl can take strength
from daylight. can command re
sources which darkness makes un-
available.
Gorbel looked up at the clock and
cursed.
mo time to fooll he snarled.
SCOT to be going, you and II"
His look chilled her and she
turned her face away, making mo-
tons towards searching In the table
drawer. Tfmei She needed
time
"You must eatp Ellen said, hot
with inspiration. "You can't take
the trail on just coffee. Paul"
The girl made a great clatter with
utensils.
1.-THE bacoD's In the fur room.
VIII you get itr she asked.
Cunning showed In his face. "You
get It. :"
She took a knife from the table, q
long, thin-bladed knife; she picked
a flashlight from her own pack. went
quickly through the door of heavy
Bacon hung there from a peeled
log that lay acros rafters, but II
was not at bacon that the cir
looked She gagged the length o.
a stout stick. Eight feet, probably
four inches through at Its smalles'
end stout, slow-growing cedar.
The fur room itself was the Width
of the cabin but barely six feet Ii
depth. The far wall like the others
was of tamarack logs. She dropped
the knife, reached upward, rollet
the peeled cedar across the rafterl
until n end was clear, pulled oil
1t, brought 1t sliding down.
Gorbel had turned to look.
Here he cried. Here, you. . /.
She showed the far end agains
the bottom of the wall, she huge,
the other In her arms and swung |
In a brief arc, crying out as she Sc
1t with a thud against the planl
of the closed door, throwing he
weight on 1t.
open that door, Ellen" be shout
ed thickly. open 1t, / say, or III
beat II down"
She knew that he could get In
bu- breaking down the door woul'
take time time . tn
most precious thing she could win
/, He tried to break through b,
hurting his weight against 1t repeat
eddy and failed. He retreated mui
; tering.
|, "Stay there, them" she hear
him say, until I'm ready"
! And miles back there John BelR