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Updated: July 15, 2025
"I supposed that was it that that you wanted me." "Yes, and and you will love me?" Her head drooped slowly, so slowly he did not realize the significance of the action, until her lips touched his hand. "I do," she said; "you are the best man in the world." Fairbain could not move, could not seem to realize what it all meant.
The glow of the Trocadero's lights served, an instant, to reveal his face, shaded by the broad brim of his hat, and then he vanished into the dark. Keith leaning far out, yet keeping well within the shadows, heard the faint creak of the vestibule door and the soft murmur of distant voices. Then he drew back suddenly, his hand again grasping Fairbain.
"Why, Captain Keith," she exclaimed, extending her gloved hand frankly, "you have been to my room, and were going away. I am so glad I came in time." "I hardly thought to meet you," he replied, retaining her fingers in his grasp. "When did you reach Sheridan?" "Only last night. I had no idea you were here, until Doctor Fairbain chanced to mention your name.
"Yes, Miss Hope, and that was what made the mistake in names so laughable. Fairbain gave me your message, but as coming from Christie. I was, of course, greatly surprised, yet responded. The lady very promptly denied having sent for me, but as I was anxious to interview her myself, we managed to drift into conversation, and I must have passed a half hour there.
The note of unrestrained joy of relief in the woman's voice rang through the room, stilling all else, and causing those who heard to forget for an instant the sterner purpose of their gathering. Fairbain bent over her, like a fat guardian angel, patting her shoulder, her eyes so blurred with tears as to be practically sightless, yet still turned questioningly upon Waite.
"How tenderly you dwell on that word 'hope," she said banteringly, "it almost makes me envious." "Your resemblance almost makes me forget." "But not quite?" "No, not quite," he confessed, smiling back into her quizzing eyes. They went out into the hall together, only to meet with Doctor Fairbain at the door.
It was accomplished so openly as to appear planned, but before he could reel away again, Fairbain struck out, and the man went down. With an oath he was on his feet, and Hope cowered back against her protector. Each man had weapons drawn, the crowd scurrying madly to keep out of the line of fire, when, with a stride, a new figure stepped quietly in between them.
Beyond the glare and glitter of the Metropolitan Dance Hall the noisy crowd thinned away somewhat, and the marshal ventured to drop back beside Fairbain, yet vigilantly watched every approaching face. "Town appears unusually lively to-night, Bill," observed the latter gravely, "and the boys have got an early start." "West end graders just paid off," was the reply.
Keith fully realized Hope's peril, and his own helplessness to serve her in this emergency was agony. As they hurried back to the town, he briefly reviewed these conclusions with Waite and Fairbain, all alike agreeing there was nothing remaining for them to do except to take up the trail.
"I'd 'a' cleaned out that whole gang if you'd only said so, but I reckon now it was better to let them tell all they knew. It was like a thunder storm clearing the atmosphere." "Oh, it was, indeed! Now I know who I am who I am! Isn't that simply glorious? Sit down, Doctor Fairbain, there in the big chair where I can see your face.
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