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Go to that large tree that stands on the point. From there you can see the window of my room plainly. The curtain will expose the lower half of the window, in which there are four panes of glass. If the window is all light, I shall be all right, and you need not come. I will meet you the next day if I can. If it is all dark, or if two of the panes of glass are darkened, come at once, but be careful, for it will be dangerous.

As he went along he pondered the strange situation that be found himself in. That he, an honorable man, every act of whose life was an open book, was daily meeting a girl in this clafidestine manner, seemed incredible. Yet it was true, and it was also true that he loved her with a love that would not be denied. He called the whispering old pines and the night winds, that were gossiping in their waving branches, to witness that his attitude toward Lena was as honorable as that of any man who told his love in the parlor of the most conventional home in all America.

He would stand no more of this. Had he but known the things that were to happen before he saw Lena again Har- rington would have taken her with him then, without the consent of any man. Had Lena dreamed of but half the or- deal before her, she would have run after him, clung to him, and begged him to take her. Lena hurried home, but there was no need for haste. There was no one there when she got there, nor for some lime afterward.

The Indian woman slipped in from somewhere soon after sunset, and was busy preparing supper before Lena knew she had returned. He met two or three men.

It may be a month before I can handle any more. He rode leisurely along, apparently in deep study.

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At the dugout Little knocked boldly, and entered. David, what brings you here in the daytime?

I might take too much, or not enough, or something like that. Mistakes with medi- cine are mighty bad sometimes. One powder will pxoduce sleep that will last from eight to ten hours. If you should take two of them the result would be fatal, nine times out of ten.

Sar — I mean Mr. This is a delightfully quiet place you have here. I have a very nerv- ous friend that I may have to bring here for a rest, some time. I shall probably never bring any one here, but if I should I am sure you would not turn them away, on account of your kindly feeling for me. And the way he is shaved and dressed to-day. If any one saw him who knew him fifteen years ago he would be recognized in- stantly.

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A little farther on he set spurs to his horse and cantered gayly homeward, ar- riving at the house about dark. He tied his horse at the gate and went in. At supper he was quite pleasant and talka- tive, and the glances that he bent on Lena renewed the fires of hatred in the heart of his half-breed wife. I hope you will not be afraid, or lone- some here with Kahlita. Stay in the house. Mounting his horse the King of Syca- more Cove rode eastward, toward Blue Point, with a great clatter of hoofs. Then he stole back to a point between the house and the stables, where he could command the entrance to the house without being seen.

The house was in total darkness. Sud- denly a light flashed from the kitchen window, disappeared, flashed again, and disappeared. He was watch- ing her. He had become suspicious of her, and had decided to bring his plans concerning her to a speedy consumma- tion. But if there was a hanger-on he wanted to get him first.

Little took no chances.

He never had taken any. That was the sole reason for his being here now. He wondered if it were pos- sible that his wife was in league with the girl, against him. Then he saw the kitchen door open and a woman steal softly away from the house. That was Kahlita, he knew her walk. No white woman could walk like that. He had no intention of doing anything worse to Kahlita than administering two, or at most three, of the little white pow- ders in her coffee the next morning.

Still, she was his wife, and he should see to it that her behavior was not unbecoming the consort of a king. He followed her across Sycamore at a distance, and up the trail toward the crest of the ridge. He saw her meet Ben Brown, and saw Brown take her in his arms. This was too much. The feelings of an outraged husband could not stand such wantonness in a wife, even though he did intend t6 poison her in the morn- ing. He was very near them.

There was a shot. The bullet passed through both of them. It was a gruesome scene.

Too much for Mr. He went back home. Went on and got his horse, and mounting rode boldly up to his own front gate, dismounted and entered the house. She had not yet retired. The King of Sycamore Cove entered his own castle with lordly tread. But since you came here to live I have changed my mind. You are not my daughter, nor are you any kin to me, whatever. When you came here, and I saw how wonderfully lovely you were, I fell in love with you.

I want you to be my wife. I must have you. I tell you, be- fore Heaven, I am not your father, nor am I any kin to you. I took you when you were an orphan, a baby almost. I have done much for you.

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I had no thought, then, of course, of ever wanting to marry you. But you have developed into a wonderful woman. No man has a better right to you than I have. I have never been married, except to Kahlita, and you know how much of a wife she was. I have been cheated all these years of the love of a beautiful woman.

I have not had the soft, yielding white body of a real woman to caress, nor rosy, girlish lips to kiss. Now I will have them, and no man shall say no. I do not love you, cannot love you! I had hoped that you might care for me, but if you do not, that will not change matters. There is nowhere else for you to go. Like a flash she darted fiom her chair and out the door, but halfway to the gate he caught her. The hand that less than an hour before had taken the life of his own lawful wife. Hattie Hedwick was an athlete, and was also an independent thinker.

The same freedom that had developed her physical strength to a remarkable degree, had de- veloped her mind in a like manner. She had been hedged about by none of the conventions that make so many young women supersensitive of their physical limitations. And yet, Hattie was very much a woman, with all the finer instincts fully developed! But, it came tempered with reason and common sense.

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