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He hasn't left the beach since daylight, that's sure. I'm going our to the ship now with four men and search her again, If we don't bring him off, you can bet be's lying out somewhere in town, and we'll get him later. I've stationed men aloug the shore for two miles." "I won't have him get away. If he should reach 'Frisco-- Tell your mew T'll give $500 to the one that finds him." Three hours later Voorhees returned. "She sailed without him." The politician cursed. - "I don't be- lleve it. He tricked you. 1 know he did." Glenister grinned into a half eaten sandwich, then turned ypon his back and jay thus on the plank, identifying the speakers below by their voices. He kept his post all day. Later in the evening he heard Struve enter. The man had been drinking. "So he got away, eh?" he began. *T was afraid he would. Smart fellow, that Wheaton." "He didn't get away," said McNa- mara, "He's in town yet. Just let me m held him till snow flies." Struve sank Into a chair and lit a cigarette with wavering hand. "This 's a hell of a game, ain't it, D' you s'pose we'll win?' The man overhead pricked up his ears, "Win? Aren't we winning? What do you call this? I only hope we can Wheaton. He Knows A little knowledge is a dan- gerous thing, but more is worse. Lord! If only 1 had a man for judge in place of Stillman! 1 don't know why I rout him." - t's right. Too weak. He hasn't got the backbone of an angleworm. He ain't half the man that his niece is. There's a girl for you! Say, what 'd we do without her, eh? She's a pippin!" Glenister felt a sudden tightening of every muscle. What right had that man's liquor sodden lips to speak so of her? "She's a brave.little woman. all right. Just look how she worked Glenister and his fool partner. It took nerve to bring in those instructions of yours alone, and if it hadn't been for her we'd never have won lke this. It makes me laugh to think of those two men stowing her away in thelr state- room while they slept between decks with the sheep, and her with the pa. pers in her bosom all the time. Then, when we got remdy to do business, why, she up and talksithem Into giving us possession of their mine without a fight. That's what L call reciprocating a. man's affection." r Glenister's nalls cut into his flesh, while his face went livid at the words. He could not grasp it atonce. [It made him sick--physically sick--and for many moments he strewe blindly to beat back the hideous suspicion, the horror that the lawyer had aroused. His was pot a doubting dwposition, and to him the girl had seemed as one pure, mysterious, apart, angeliwaily incapa- ble of deceit. He had loved her, feel: ing that some day she would return his affection without fall, In her great, un- clouded eyes he had found no lurking place for double dealing, Now---God! It couldn't be tha all the time she had known! He had lost a paft of the lawyer's speech, but peered through his obser: vation hole again. McNamara was at the window gaz- ing out into the dark street, his back toward the lawyer, who lolledf in the chair, babbling garrulously of the girl. Clenister ground his teeth--a frenzy possessed him to loose his anger, to rip through the frail ceiling with naked hands and fall vimlictively upon the two men. "She looked good to me the first time I saw her?" continued Struve, He paused, and 'when he spoke again a change had coarsened his features. "Say, I'm crazy about her, Mac. I tell you, I'm crazy---and she likes me --I know she does--or, anyway, she would" 2 "Do you mean that you're in love { with her?" asked the man at the win- dow without shifting his position. It seemed that utter indifference was in His miserable words died with a gurgle. his eyes rolled farther and farther back till they stared 'out of his blackened visage, straight up toward the ceiling, toward the hole through which Glen- ister peered. His struggles lessened, his chin sagged, and his tongue pro- truded, then he sat loose and still. The politician flung him out into the room so that he fell limply upon his face, then stood watching him, Finally, Me- Namara passed out of he watchers vision, returning with a water bucket, With his fobt he rolled the unconscious wretch upon his back, then drenched him. Replacing the pail, he seated himself, lit a cigar and watched the return of life into his victim. He made no move, even to drag him from the pool in which he lay. Struve groaned and shuddered, twist. ed to his side, and at last sat up weak- ly. In his eyes there was now a great terror, while in place of his drunken. ness was only fear and faintness--ab- ject fear of the great bulk that sat and smoked and stared at him so fishily, He felt uncertainly of his throat and groaned again. . "Why did you do that?" he whis pered, but the other made no sign. He tried to rise, but his knees relaxed. He staggered and fell. At last he gained his feet and made for the door. Then, when his hand was on the knob, McNamara spoke through his teeth, without removing his cigar. "Don't ever talk about her agalm. fhe is going to marry me." When he was alone, he looked curl ously up at the celling over his head. "The rats are thick in this shaek," he mused. "Seems to me I heard a whole swarm of them." A few moments later a figure crept through the hole in the roof of the house next door and thence down inte the street. A block ahead was the slow moving form of Attorney Struve. Had a stranger met thém both he would not have known which of the two had felt at his throat the clutch of a strangler, for each was drawn and haggard and swayed as he went. Glenister unconsciously turned to- ward his cabin, but at leaving the lighted streets the thought of its dark- ness and silence made him shudder. Not now! He could not bear that still ness and the company of his thoughts, He dared not be alone. Dextry would be' downtown undoubtedly, and he, too, must get into the light and turmoil,' He licked his lips and found that they | were cracked and dry. At rare intervals during the past years he had staggered in from a long march where for hours he had waged a bitter war with cold and hunger, his limbs clumsy with fatigue, his gar- ments wet and stiff, his mind slack and sullen. At soch extreme seasons he had felt a consuming thirst, a thirst which burned and scorched until his very bones cried out feverishly---not a thirst for water or a thirst which eaten smow could quench, but a sav- age yearning of his whole exhausted system for some stimulant, for some coursing flery fluid that would burn and strangle, a thirst for whisky, for, hid sees him enter and Sek the cur faius together. She arese and went te (ing, entering without ceremony. { "What's the matter, boy?' she ques- tioned. i "Ah I'm glad you came. Talk to me." { "Thank you for your few well chosen remarks," she laughed. "Why don't veu prk me fo Spring some good, origi pal jokes? You look like the finish to a six day go-as-you-please. What's 1 to him for a moment until the walter entered. Then, when she saw what he bore, she snatclied the glass frow the tray and poured the whisky en the floor. Glenister was on his feet and had her by the wrist. "What do you mean?" he said roughe ly. "1's whisky. boy," she cried. "and you don't drink "Of course it's whisky! Bring me an- ther!" he shouted at the attendant. "What's the matter? Cherry insist "I never saw you act so. You know you don't drink, 1 won't let you. It's bocze--bhooge, I tell yon. fit for fools and brawlers Dou't drink it. Roy. Are You iu trouble?" 3 "y say Ir thirsty--and IT will have it! How do you know what it is to smoider mside and feel your veins burn dry?' "It's something about that girl™ the voman with quiet conviction. 'SL's double crossed you." \ "well. so she has, but what of, it? Pe thirsty. She's going to marry. Me- Namara, I've been xt fool." He ground his teeth and reached for the drink with whicl the boy had returned "McNamara 18 a crook, but he's a man, aud he never drauk a drop in his life," The girl sald it casually, evenly, but the other stopped the glass half- way to his lips "Well, what of it? good at W. C, T. U, comes you." She flushed, but continued: "It simply occurred to me that if you aren't strong enough handle your own throaty you're not strong enough to beat a man who has mastered his." Glenister looked at the whisky a mo- ment, then set it back on the tray "Bring two lemonades," be said! and with a langh whieh was half a sob Cherry' Malotte leaned forward and kissed him. "You're too good a man Now, tell me all about it." "Oh, it's too long! [I've just learued that' the girl 18 in, hand and gloved with the judge ands MeNamara--that's all. She's an advance agent-their lookout. She brought in their instruc- tions to Struve and persuaded Dex and me to let them jump our claim. She got us to trust in the law and in her uncle. Yes, she hypuotized my prop erty out of me and gave {t to her lover this ward politician, Ob, she's smooth, with. all her innocence! Why, when she smiles, she makes you glad and good and warm, and her Nes ure as honest and clear as a mountain pool, but she's wrong--she's wrong-and--- great God! how 1 love her!" He drop ped his face into his hands When she had pleaded with him for himself a moment before Cherry Ma- lotte was genuine and girlish, but now as he spoke thus of the other woman a change ¢ame over her which he was too disturbed to note. She took on the subtleness that masked her as a rule aud her eyes were uot pleasant. "1 could have told you all that and more." "More! What more?" he questioned, "Do you remember when 1 warned you and Dextry that they were conling ed. said, You're Virtue be Go on talk, to to drink "Yow're to good a man to drink" to search 'your eabin for the gold? ®ell, that girl pat them on to you. I found it out afterward. She keeps te keys to MeNamara's safety vauit where your dust lies, and she's the one who handles the judge. Ir isn't Mes Namara at all" The woman lied easily, fluently; and the wan believed her. "Do you remember when they broke into your safe and took that momey "Yes" : "Well, what made them think you had $10,000 in there ¥ : "I don't know." "1 go. Dextry told har" " gambler brought his friend along and invaded her box. He introduced the man as Mr. Champian. *Do you feel like dancing?" the new- mer inquired. "No; I'd rather look on. I feel so elable. You're a soclety man, Mr Champian. Don't you know anything of interest? Scandal or the like?" "Can't say that I do. My wife at- tends to all that for the family. But I know there's lots of it. It's funny to me the airs some of these people assume up bere, just as though we weren't all equal, north of fifty-three. 1 never heard the like." "Anything new and exciting?' In- quired Bronco, mildly interested. "The last 1 heard was about the judge's niece, Miss Chester." Cherry Malotte turned abruptly, while the Kid slowly lowered the front legs of his chair to the floor. "What was it?" she inquired. *Why, it seems she compromised her- self pretty badly with this fellow Glen- ister coming up on the steamer last spring. Mighty brazen, according to my wife. Mrs. Champian was on the same ship and says she was borribly ol " Ah! Glenister had told her only half the tale, thought the girl. The truth was baring itself. At that moment Champian thought she looked the typ- ical creature of the dance halls, the crafty, jealous, malevolent adventur- €R8. "And the hussy masquerades as a lady," she sneered. "She is a lady," said the Kid. He sat bolt upright and rigid, and the knuckles of his clinched hands were very white. In the shadow they did not note that his dark face was ghast- ly, nor did he say more except to bid Champian goodby when he left, later on. After the door had closed, how- ever, the Kid arose and stretched his muscles, not languidly, but as though to take out the cramp of long tension. He wet his lips, and his mouth was so dry that the sound caused the girl to look up. "What are you grinning at?" Then, as the light struck his face, she started. "My, how you look! What ails you? Are you sick?' No ene, from Dawson down, had seen the Bronco Kid as he | looked tonight. "No; I'm not sick," he answered in a cracked volce, Then the girl laughed harshly, "Do you love that girl too? Why, she's got every man in town crazy!" She wrung her hands, which is a bad sign in a capable person, and as Glen ister crossed the floor below in her sight she said, "Ah-h--I could kill him for that!" "So could 1." sald her without adieu. CHAPTER XIIL OR a iong time Cherry Malotte sat quietly thinking, removed by her mental stress to such an infinite distance from the music and turmoil beneath that she was con- scious of it only as a formless clamor. She had tipped a chair back against the door, wedging it beneath the knob 80 that she might be saved from inter- ruption, then. fluag herself into an- other seat and stured unseeingly. As she sat thus and thought and schemed harsh -and hateful lines seemed to eat into her face. Now and then she moaned impatiently, as though fearing fest the strategy she was plotting might prove futile; then she! would rise and pace her narrow quarters. She was unconscious of time amd bad spent perhaps two hours thus when' amid the buzz af felc.in the next compartment she beard a name which caused her to start, listen, then drop her preoccupation like a mantle. A man was gpeaking of Glenister. Ex- citement thrilled his volee. "1 never saw anything like it since McMaster"s night in Virginia City, thirteen years ago. He's right." "Well, perhaps 50," the other replied doubtfully, "but | don't care to back you. 1 never 'staked' 8 man in my life." "Then lend me the money. I'll pay it back in an bour, but for Leaven's sake be quick. I tell you he's as right as a golden guinea. It's the lucky night of lls life. Why, he turned over the black jack game in four bets. In fifteen minutes more we can't get close enough to a table to send in our money with a messenger boy---every sport in camp will be bere." "I'l stake you lo fifty," the second man replied, in a tone thht showed a trace of his compauion's excitement. Bo Glenister was gambling, the girl learned, and with such luck as to break the black jack game and excite the greed of every gambler in capp. News of his winnings had gone out into the street, and the sporting men were com- ing to share his fortune, to fatten like vultures on the adversity of their fel lows, Those who had no mouey to stake were borrowing, like the mun next door. s : (Continued Next Saturday.) the Kid and left Brain Fag You are mentally tired The strain has been con- tinuous. The supply of. 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