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Updated: June 20, 2025
Bella Huckins was the daughter of old "Red Front" Huckins, who ran the saloon of that cheerful name in Commercial. Bella had elected to teach school, not from any bent toward learning but because teaching appealed to her as being a rather elegant occupation. The Huckins family was not elegant.
He discovered that Bella almost never washed and that her appearance of fragrant immaculateness, when dressed, was due to a natural clearness of skin and eye, and to the way her blond hair swept away in a clean line from her forehead. For the rest, she was a slattern, with a vocabulary of invective that would have been a credit to any of the habitues of old Red Front Huckins' bar.
Ben lifted the hickory switch in his free hand and struck Dunder a sharp cut with it. It was the first time in his life that he had done such a thing. If he had had a sane moment from that time until the day he married Bella Huckins, he would never have forgotten the dumb hurt in Dunder's stricken eyes and shrinking, quivering body. Bella screamed again.
Ben lifted the hickory switch in his free hand and struck Dunder a sharp cut with it. It was the first time in his life that he had done such a thing. If he had had a sane moment from that time until the day he married Bella Huckins, he never would have forgotten the dumb hurt in Dunder's stricken eyes and shrinking, quivering body. Bella screamed again, still clinging to him.
She was not a pretty girl, according to the local standards, but there was about her, even at twenty-two, a clear-headedness and a restful serenity that promised well for Ben Westerveld's future happiness. But Ben Westerveld's future was not to lie in Emma Byers' capable hands. He knew that as soon as he saw Bella Huckins.
"I can bear anything but not knowing. Why should he have fallen under suspicion? He was not even there. I must go to him! Pack up our clothing, Miss Huckins. I must go to him at once." They were in their own room now, and Carmel was standing quite by herself in the full light of the setting sun.
She was not a pretty girl, according to the local standards, but there was about her, even at twenty-two, a clear-headedness and a restful serenity that promised well for Ben Westerveld's future happiness. But Ben Westerveld's future was not to lie in Emma Byers's capable hands. He knew that as soon as he saw Bella Huckins.
Would he see that Miss Huckins was not neglected in her absence?
All that I dread is that Miss Huckins will worry about me if her consciousness should return during the night." "It will not return so soon. Next week we may look for it. Then you can be by to reassure her if she asks for you." Carmers eyes fell. "I would not be a cause of distress to her for the world. She has been very good to me." Bowing, she turned in the direction of the office.
She was, therefore, forced to reply: "My name is Huckins, and we are here alone. But that need not worry you. I have watched over you night and day for many weeks." "You have? Because of this slight burn?" Again Carmel's hand went to her cheek. "Not on account of that only. You have had a serious illness quite apart from that injury.
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