White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1935-11-21
what Marcia had done for him. It al
most killed her.,

what Marcia had done for him. It al
most killed her"
Saskatchewan she ought to
have had more, you mean? A hundred
dollars is quite sum in these days.
She would better have grabbed it tight
and been thankful. My respect for this
bandit chap is rising. should call
him an honest gentleman"
ut is useless to talk with you, Hor-
atio-I can see that" Sylvia said, stiff
fleming. "A delicate affair like this is
evidently beyond your comprehension
You cannot seem to understand it,
ALI you do is to make light of every
word say"
I'm not making light. On the con-
trary guess am taking the situation
far more seriously than you are.
don't like the moral tone of this place
at all. It looks to me as if you had got
into most undesirable surroundings.
The sooner you are married to me,
young woman, and out of here the
better AS for this remarkable aunt of
yours"
stop, Horatio! Stop right where you
are" bridled Sylvia. Zone more word
against Marcia and back home you GO
so fast you won't be able to see for
dust I'm in earnest, so watch your
STEP"
"The woman has bewitched you,"
frowned Horatio.
"She has. She bewitches everybody.
She'll bewitch you"
1 "Not on your life!"
wait and see. Mr.. Heath will be-
witch you, too"
"The-the-?"
eyes, the burglar, bandit, thief
whatever you choose to call him. You'll
admit it when you meet him. We are
going there now"
"To-to-call?"
'To return the check just told you
about. YOU'RE the stupidist man was
ever engaged to, Horatio. Why can't
you listen?"
Il am listening with all my ears"
"Then the trouble is with your i'm
agination," Sylvia said in her loftiest
tone
They walked on in silence until pres
emily the girl stopped before the gate
! of small, weather-beaten cottage.
"Well, here we are at Elisha's," she
remarked, turning in at the gate.
whats he got to do with it?"
Mercy, Hortie. You'll wear me to
a shred. Elisha is the sheriff. I'm 60
ing to coax him to let us see the pris-
oner."
"You don't mean the chap is jailed
here My" he clapped his hand over
his mouth. why any red-blooded man
could knock the whole house flat to
the ground with single blow Of his
fist. I'll bet could"
; "There wasn't any other place to put
: him"
WELL if he stays incarcerated in a
detention pen like this, he's noble
minded convict-that's all I have to
say"
| They walked up the narrow clam
shell path, bordered by iris and thrifty
perennials.
| AS they did so, the sound of a radio
drifted through the open window.
Sylvia peeped in.
Elisha, too intent on the music to
hear her step, was sitting before the
loud speaker, smoking.
Give come to see Mr.. Heath" she
shouted above the walls Of a Groom
ing orchestra.
, II amt sure as I'd oughter let you
see him." hesitated Elisha.
It'll take the responsibility"
"Wal-1nebbe on second thought
twill do no HARM" he drawled. "He's
round on the back porch I'd come
with you warn't / waitin' for the news
flashes"
"That's all right. can find him.
"Say, who you got with you?" called
the sheriff over his shoulder.
Hes nobody-just/ my fance."
"Your what?"
"The man I am going to marry"
"You don't tell me! So you're gettin
married, are you? Good lookin' Teller!
heard at the post Office you had some
chap in the offin But to let him see
Mr.. Health dunno as 'twould be
r just
: Where I go Horatio goes" Sylvia
:. retorted
5 Elisha weakened.
oval, in that case" he began.
She waited to hear no more.
Come on, Hortie," she called.
7 Leaving Elisha absorbed in a saxo-
; phone solo, the two rounded the cor
ner of the cottage and found them
selves in the presence of Stanley Heath