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Three of the Mormon leaders came up; they evidently knew her and her story. The eldest took her hand and spoke in broken tones of the crown which Halsey had won in the unseen city of God. These were the first words that Susannah had heard in unison with Halsey's own thoughts, and for his sake they endeared the whole wretched Mormon encampment to her.
Bailey did not see him on his way across the lawn?" "I think not. If he had seen him he would have spoken of it." "Thank you. That is all. Miss Gertrude Innes." Gertrude's replies were fully as concise as Halsey's. Mrs. Fitzhugh subjected her to a close inspection, commencing with her hat and ending with her shoes.
The boy lay in rosy sleep, a woman of the inn keeping a kindly eye upon him. Probably nothing but a mother's love could have fancied him of sufficient importance to attract public attention, but Susannah, locking her door, knelt by the bed, and spreading protecting arms above him, listened with strained senses for news of Halsey's injury or death.
He came about half-past two. He rapped at the east door, and I admitted him." The silence in the room was intense. Mr. Jamieson's eyes never left Halsey's face. "Will you tell us the nature of his errand?" "He brought a telegram that had come to the club for Mr. Bailey." "He was sober?" "Perfectly, at that time. Not earlier." "Was not his apparent friendliness a change from his former attitude?"
"What shall it be to-night bridge?" asked Watson, nonchalantly fingering a little pack of gilt-edged cards which Bella had produced. "Oh, no," cried Mrs. Noble. "Bridge is such a bore." "Rum?" "No no. The regular game poker." "A dollar limit?" "Oh, make it five," drawled Halsey impatiently. Watson said nothing, but Bella patted Halsey's hand in approval, as if all were on very good terms indeed.
Dempsey, however, having as he thought disposed of Halsey's foolish tale was determined to tell his own, which had already made a great impression in certain quarters of the village, and ranked indeed as the chief sensation of the day.
Halsey stopped and examined the lodge with calculating eyes. "I don't know, Aunt Ray," he said dubiously; "this is hardly a woman's affair. If there's a scrap of any kind, you hike for the timber." Which was Halsey's solicitous care for me, put into vernacular.
I troubled myself very little about them, preferring Mr. Halsey's company, not knowing when we would meet again. It would not have been quite fair to leave him to himself after he had ridden such a distance for us; so I generously left the seven to Miriam, content with one, and rather think I had the best of the bargain.
"I remember," she answered, smilingly, "and I'm going out to see what my big brother is to have for breakfast." Cavanagh found the street empty, silent, and utterly commonplace. And as he walked past Halsey's saloon the tumult of the night seemed born of a vision in disordered sleep and yet it had happened!
But in that instant I had seen, upon the gray flesh, a thin sear turned red. A very recent burn as though a pencil ray of heat had caught his arm. My mind flung back. Only last night in the city corridor, Snap and I had been followed by a Martian. I had shot at him with a heat ray: I thought I had hit him on the arm. Was this the mysterious Martian who had followed us from Halsey's office?
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