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Updated: June 5, 2025
"They will all come around to my way of seeing things when I have made good and taken her back to them!" Still this arguing brought no peace, and more and more Truedale found himself relying upon Jim White's opinions. In that troubled hour the sheriff stood like a rugged sign post in the path. One unflinching finger pointed to the past; the other to the future. "Well!
He had finished his task, had ended the bungling, and had heard a clear call ringing with commendation and approval. There was nothing to hold him back! Over in the cabinet by the window were a photograph and a few letters; Truedale turned toward them and wondered if Lynda, instead of his old friend McPherson, would find them? He wished he had spoken but after all, he could not wait.
"Of what are you thinking, Nella-Rose?" "Thinking? I'm not thinking; I'm happy!" "My sweetheart!" Again Truedale pressed his lips to hers. "Us-all calls sweetheart 'doney-gal'!" "My my doney-gal, then!" "And" the words came muffled, for Truedale was holding her still "and always I shall see your face, now. It came to-day like it came long ago. It will always come and make me glad."
So Truedale remained at home and, wandering through the quiet house, wondered at the intensity of his suffering as he contemplated the time on ahead without the child who had so recently come into his life from he knew not where. He attributed it all to Ann's remarkable characteristics. Late in the afternoon of the anxious day he went into the sick room and leaned over the bed.
"I seem," she panted and at that moment all her untamed mysticism swayed her "like I was going along the tracks in the dark and something is coming something like that train long ago!" Then she closed her eyes and her uplifted face softened and quivered. Behind the drooping lids she saw Truedale! Quite vividly he materialized to her excited fancy.
The telegram his fear of making a wrong step had caused the grave mistake that could not be righted now. At two o'clock Truedale started on Jim's mare! White's cabin had all the appearance of being barred against intrusion. Truedale did not mean to test this, but it hurt him like a blow. However, there was nothing to do but remedy, as soon as possible, the error he had permitted to arise.
Truedale once suggested bed, but for some unexplainable reason Peter shrank from leaving his guest. Then, risking a great deal, Truedale asked nonchalantly: "Have you other children besides this daughter who is on her wedding trip? It's rather hard leaving you alone to shift for yourself." Greyson was alert.
"And you have" the voice trembled pitifully in spite of the effort Truedale made to steady it "kept silence since she went; why? Oh! youth is so ignorant, so cruel!" This was said more to himself than to the girl by his knee upon whose bowed head his shrivelled hand unconsciously rested. "First it was for father that I kept the secret. He seemed so stricken after after he was alone.
Something had evidently disturbed White's ideas of isolation and independence it would all come out later. Truedale knew his man fairly well by that time; at least he thought he did. Again Jim took up his gun and Con thought lazily that he must get over to his shack. He occupied a small cabin Dr. McPherson's property for sleeping purposes.
And then for an hour or two Truedale walked the city streets perplexed and distraught. He was being absorbed without his own volition. By a subtle force he was convinced that he was part of a scheme bigger and stronger than his own desires and inclinations.
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