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CHAPTER XI—Continued who Is trying to strike from behind. | notice that the girl followed him, walt- | seemed to lean forward and blinked a standard reference for colors, the | Fortleth street, New York city,
a— Bre What would these boys kere on the Job | ed outside while he bargained for a slowly, incredulously, Then Martin
“When a man loves a girl, that girl | think of me If I Aid? This man De- | month's supply for camp in a butcher | moved and the other relaxed. Still, his
can't let herself love him, can she, | ]aney may be a hobgoblin for the rest shop, and trailed along behind when he expression was one of startled specula
when she's under a cloud herself? She | of the country, but I can't let him be emerged. tion.
can't bring a man's children into the | for me. If I do the safe thing and From place to place he went, Dawn “Yes, a close shave,” Martn mut
world and have them whispered about | think of my own skin, some of our behind him in the flying snow and when | tered under his breath. “But now
as the grandchildren of a murderer?’ | workers will tumble to the fact that | she had been following so for half an He's in the best possible place
“Dawn! Dawn, girl, don't think that! { I've no more courage than most of hour, her eyes alert for others who | In the world.”
Why, it's—" them, less than plenty. 1 ean't let might be watching Elliott, another fell The doctor vegan gathering his in
‘But it's so, Able! I don't wa-want | them down, you see, and still keep my | Into the traln ahead of her. She saw | struments, Martin stood staring at
to talk about it. All I can do for Ben | Standing In thelr eyes, this man step from a store entrance | Ben in deep thought. Then his right
now Is to let him know how weak | “It Isn't worth it, Ben! It's my | and follow Ben. She hastened to be | hand went to the lobe of his left ear
was to doubt him and to use any in- | Job, my property you're taking these | close and not until she was abreast | and tugged slowly In that characteris
fluence I may have to protect him from | risks for. It isn't fair to me!" of him did she recognize John Martin, | tic gesture. He did not observe Emma
this terrible danger. I will do that; “I can argue that. I'm not anxious {| whom she had seen but once before. Coburn standing In the doorway. He
I must do that because it is duty. But | to be put out of the picture yet a while. | He did not turn his head and she
it must stop there. It can’t go on, you | I'll keep my eyes open. I've already | dropped back. She had no doubts of
see. Not while I have nathing more ; made the move that should stop De. | his loyalty from what Ben had told
than just my faith in my father's good | laney from trying me again. Able and | her of his bookkeeper.
name.” the others have gotten you all In a When Elliott went Into the drug
Able, the wise man that he was, did | flutter, Dawn. Don't worry. I'm com- | Store she stood out of the light from
pot force the argument. He brought | ing to Tincup tonight and I'm going to | the building and noted that also Mar
his team to a halt before the Hoot | appear to be thinking about nothing | tin loitered near. When Ben reap
Owl office, gave the reins to Dawn and | bur the errands 1 have to do. Every | peared, Martin followed, . a
stepped out. second, I'll be on the watch for a For thé better part of an hour thls
Martin, the bookkeeper, was the only
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occupant of the place.
“Where's Ben?” he asked.
The bearded man looked over his
shoulder, recognized Able and then his
gaze went past the man to the waiting
cutter where Dawn sat.
“He's " It seemed as though
Martin's volce failed after that word
He half started from his chair and the
pen, dropped from flexed fingers, rolled
across the ledger sheet. He made a
faint sound and in his eyes appeared
'n expression that startled Ahle,
“What's wrong, Martin? he asked
In alarm, stepping quickly Into the
room. “Sick?
“No . . . all right, now,” the other
said, as If with great effort. “Ben? In
the mill, I think.”
over his work,
Able crossed the mill-yard looking for
Ben and as he went Martio ruse cau-
tiously from his chair, moved quietly
to be in line with the window and
stared for a long Interval at the girl
huddled in the robes tis hands
worked and his breath was uneven
“Dawn Is here to see you.” Able sald
simply as he encountered Ben. “She
had me bring her out 20 she could talk
office”
Elliott stood hesitant for an Instant :
then turned and walked swiftly along
the pond. Able watched him go but
did not follow. What was to be said
by the girl was not for his ears, he
knew,
Ben gave no sign of recognition as
he approached the cutter; made no
salutation as he came near the girl who
sat watching him so steadily. He only
spoke her name, when he was at her
side. She gave him a small, gloved
band and smiled wanly,
“1 have come to say many things
Ben.” she began In a strange, strained
voice. “To beg forgiveness, to beg
other things perhaps to explain
a little,
“A week ago tonight,"—struggling,
now, to hold her voice steady—*I ran
out of the dance hall and on home,
thinking that that woman was honest.
The time since then, until noon today,
has been a nightmare.
“Lydia came to my house at noon.
She explained everything. Aunt Em
brought her. Aunt Em went to her
house and convinced her that she had
done a terrible thing to you and that
an explanation to me was the only way
to right the wrong. Lydia told me
everything. It was Mr, Brandon
who thought out the plan and forced
her to do it under threats of some
sort. She didn't tell us what the
threats were but left our house for the
train and is gone from Tincup for
ever. . . . And I've come to tell you
how miserable I feel to think that 1
was wenk enough te act as Mr. Bran-
don seemed to be sure | would act. . .
Relief was singing through Elliott;
relief and a great joy, lifting him above
rage for Brandon.
“Oh, I'm glad!” he said earnestly,
“I've ... Why lt completely knocked
me off my pins! Dawn, it's been ter
rible for you but .. . but this makes
me so happy!”
“I'm happy because you are happy,”
she sald, but something In her tone and
expression dampened his enthusiasm,
checked his soaring spirits, She was so
calm, so steady, so restrained ; her mood
was not at all that of one who comes
Joyously to wipe out heartbreaking mis
understanding. “And I'll never forgive
myself for . . . for falling into the
trap that was set for me, Een!”
“Why shouldn't you? Any gir! would
have felt as you did, . , . But it's ex-
plained, now. Let's forget it and be
gin where we left off and find peace
and"
The sharp shake of her head and the
quick withdrawal of her hand cut him
off.
“There are sterner things to think
3, first; quite different things, Ben,
That Is why I came out here, to talk
to you about Bart Delaney. Able has
told me what happened yesterday.
You don't take It seriously enough,
Keep safe until you're certain that the
danger Is past.”
“Hide and skulk while other men
protect me? A man can't do that,
Dawn! I'll be on my guard, of course,
But I can't run away from anybody
ise you that. And when I've shown
myself to people I'll come to see you
and talk you Into the sume way of
looking at this situation.”
“Don't,” she begged.
“But 1 can’t keep away from yon,
now that this other mess has been
explained!"
She shook her head.
“I'm asking two things of vou. The
first Is to stay here; the other Is not
to come to see me. . . . Piease!”
She put a hand on his with that
plea, and he frowned.
“I can understand your being a little
timid about having me aroun town
but 1 can convince you that I'm right
t's Brandon or me. now, you see. [If
But this other:
Dawn, don't you want me to see you?’
The girl's lips worked.
“No,” she said, ever so faintly
“No. . . . Oh, please don't argue with
me, Ben! Please dou't come to see me.
You don’t understand. Yon may never
understand, . . . ut I'm begging yon
from the bottom of my heart pot to
come and see me again !™
“No, | don't understand. [t's .
Why, It's "Ue laughed aloud st
near distance, mistook that laugh born
“Well. have you two got matters
cleared up?” he usked,
Dawn nodded silently.
“Some things are cleared up,” Elliott
snow fell thicker and then Elliott
turned into a side street and made the
next turn into the alley where he had
left his team.
Two figures followed him. hastening
a bit as he disappeared into the gloom,
Martin followed Ben, as Dawn trailed
both.
And then, as Elliott drew close and
spoke gruffly tn his horses, another
shadowy figure appeared : it was only a
blur in the shadows, crouched and
stealthy. The figure swept forward:
an arm drew back and upward: it
struck and with a mufMied grunt Ben
Elliott turned, falling sideways and
backward under the impact of a blow,
Another volce lifted then In a sharp
cry as Joho Martin ran forward and the
hesitated, whirled and fled
“What Is It. son? Martin cried as
he dropped to his knees beside Ben.
Before a reply could come Dawn was
there, moaning his oame over and
over.
“Knife!” Ben gasped. “In the neck
. here O
John Martin unbuttoned Elliott's
thick jacket, ripped open the shirt and
his fingers encountered a warm. ticky
gush as he thrust them across the back.
*Knifed you! Ah, son!”
Dawn peered close into the bearded
man's face as though fearful of what
he might say next
“We've got to get him somewhere
Brandon sends Duval to beat up Ben,
waiting for him. While in the woods
sald. “But there are others. . . .
Dawn, won't you explain?”
The girl turned her face to Able.
“I'm ready to go home now,” she
sald weakly
CHAPTER XII
Teams drove from the Hoot Owl
toward town through the falling snow
that evening. First went Ben Elliott,
alone and sending his drivers at a
spanking trot, wondering and at odds
with nimself,
Why was Dawn so obdurate .n this
matter of having him see her? Why
that odd repression, as though she
struggled to %eep from saying the
things that were bursting her heart?
His Inability to answer those ques
tions drove him Into a dogged mood.
He felt like blaming Brandon for this,
as well as other troubles
A half hour behind him came a team
from camp, driven by Bird-Eye Blaine.
A figure ahead stepped out of the ruts
and awaited his approach.
“Town? the man cried,
“Yup. . .. Hello, Martin! Whoa. .. .”
Blaine lifted the heavy robes for the
bookkeeper and then clucked his team
on, ’
“Misther Elliott gone In? he asked.
“He has, eh? . . . 'Nd Misther Ited
Bart Delaney still persecutin’ th’ coun
try with his presince, loikely. Ah, th'
b'y, th by”
Martin proved to be uncommunica-
tive, however, and they drove much of
the way in silence,
Ben turned his team into an alley,
hitched and blanketed them, and then
made his way between buildings to the
town's principal thoroughfare which
was lighted by glaring store fronts, He
purchased some articles In a clothiog
store and did not see Dawn McManus
enter, observe him, and then withdraw,
When he went out again he did not
right away,” Martin muttered. *Got to.
It's bad.”
“My house is just around the cor
ner” she cried. “Bring him there, ...
Uh, hurry I
Together they lifted Ben to his feet
His teeth ground shut to keep back the
moans. He was sick and weak with
pain. He could feel blood smearing
over his side and back. He sagged
against Martin as the man supported
him,
“Tough, Dawn
mized up , , , In a mess .
“Hurry I” she said. “He's so weak I”
He was weak, indeed. With their
arms about his body for support, they
moved through the snow. Elliott felt
Dawn close to him and closed his eyes
almost happily. He struggled to help
himself so he would not burden her,
but he stumbled and nearly fell and
another gush of blood bathed his body.
After ages of effort and pain a glare
seemed to be ull about, warm breath
fanned his face . . . and Aunt Em,
standing in the doorway, was saying
sharply :
“In here. . , . Your room, Dawn
« « I'll phone the doctor.”
Emory Sweet worked rapidly. once
there. “Deep!” he muttered “Gad,
what a blow, Missed the Jugular by a
hair.”
The wound was only a slender slit in
the skin but the blade had been driven
deep, Indeed, and the blood that flowed
from it bad drawn the bronze from
Elliott's face, the strength from the
splendid muscles that lay relaxed now
beneath clear skin,
“Now I" sald the physician when Ben
finally lay back on Dawn's pillow,
breathing shallowly, eyes closed. “I
guess he'll be all right in a few days.
. ®t what an escape!” He
shrugged.
Bweet looked w. Juhu Marun, thew.
The doctor's brows drew bit; he
to get you
”
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“Knife!” Ben Gasped.
gasped. It was a light, light gasp; #0
light that Emory Sweet did not hear.
jut Martin heard and turned and
stood as though frozen in the posture
Aunt Em's head was held rigidly back,
one hand pressed against a cheek.
Quickly, Martin's finger went agrinst
his lips in a sealing gesture. fle held
$0 an Instant and then slowly shook
his head, a movement of unmistakable
warning,
Dawn entered the hallway from the
living room and these two relaxed from
the rigidity of their strange panto
mime. Em bustied out into the kitchen
and Martin smoothed the covers of
Elliott's bed with a hand that trem-
bled slightly.
“Now, the boy's going to be all
right,” the doctor sald. "I'll look In
tomorrow. Quiet Is going to be essen
tial for a few days. You two women
all right?
A close observer might have noticed
that Aunt Em's eyes were oddly avert.
ed from John Martin's searching gaze
and that her breathing was quick,
“Why, It might be handy to have 8
man in the house tonight™ she sald
evenly enough. “I'm , . . I'm won
dering If Mr Martin would stay. Hq
could sleep on the couch in the living
room."
“I'd be glad to,” the man said and
cleared his throat sharply. “Ther
might be something I could do . .
for youn.”
He bad looked at Dawn on this las
and It seemed that his volce caugh
ever so slightly.
So It was arranged thar he shoul
stay through the night and the docts: |
left.
Aunt Em carried the light out of the
sick room and placed It or a table Ii
the hall. She bustied here and there
occupied with a variety of minor er
rands and finally drove Dawn to be¢
despite the girl's protests of sleepless
ness,
Alone, she fixed blankets on the
living room couch while Martin sat iz
the darkened bedroom, That done, she
beckoned to him from the hallway,
They confronted one another there
8 long moment. The woman's face
worked jueerly and she seemed at 2 i
loss for words
TO BE CONTINUED.
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Once England's Nazareth i
The Shrine of Our Lady at Walsing- |
ham, England, is where Henry VIII |
walked barefoot as a pilgrim. In a |
few years the ruler destroyed the
Priory, confiscated the lands and treas-
uries, burnt the shrine and executed |
five of the Priory canons for treason. i
Another shrine was bullt in the 8iip-
per chapel, so named because In an
clent days pligrims removed thelr
shoes when visiting jt. Walsingham
once was England's Nazareth, which
brought It Immense fame. It was
founded about 1061. Like Lourdes, it
had its holy wells, and became famous
for the many miracles which were be
lieved to have been wrought there.
The Baby's Faculties
The ages when certain faculties first
appear In average Infants and chil
dren vary considerably. Memory and
simple consclousness come soon after
birth, curiosity at about tem weeks,
the senses of shame, remorse and the
ludicrous at fifteen months, self-cone
sciousness at three years, the color
sense at four years and the sense of
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