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You will be able to learn a great deal from her." Willa pondered this in silence for a minute or two. "What does she do?" she queried, finally. "Why ah, she drives her own car, and goes in for all the latest fads and diversions. I am not familiar with them myself. She sings and dances " "My mother did that," Willa remarked, with a quizzical glance at him. Mr. North reddened.
"Charming, Miss Murdaugh! I would not have missed it for worlds!" "How did you come here?" she stammered. "By way of the front door, most conventionally, I assure you. I heard the phonograph and told Welsh not to announce me." He shrugged, and drew off his glove. "Aren't you going to greet me, Miss Murdaugh?" There was a covert sneer in the repetition of her name, and Willa made no advance.
She turned to Kearn Thode, who drew forth a folded paper which he handed to Mason North. "It is a confession, signed and witnessed, from the forger Starr Wiley employed to manufacture that false article of adoption," he announced. "The child who died in the trapper's cabin was his own daughter and it was Willa Murdaugh who went on with Gentleman Geoff.
One of them was enough to be kicking over the traces; it wouldn't do for Angie to start. However, that was her own affair. . . . He shrugged, and, picking up his book, switched off the light. Life was beginning to round out for Willa, if a multiplicity of demands upon her time and interest could satisfy her eager impulses.
Young widder with a toddling baby and a voice like an angel. Say, that's funny!" He broke off, staring at her. "It ain't about her that you've come, is it?" Willa nodded, not trusting herself to speak. "Well, don't that beat beat everything!" Mr. Ryder recovered himself in some confusion.
Willa spoke with ill-concealed eagerness. "Who is the oldest inhabitant you know of?" The proprietor looked his surprise. "Well," he began at last, "there's Bill Ryder; he come in with the first rush, they tell me, and he still runs the Red Dog Cafe.
If you ever want me, or need me, you will have only to send me a word and I shall come if it is half across the world. I'm going, now. Don't be afraid that I shall tell anyone where I found you. I can't bear to say it, but it is 'good-bye', Willa. I I hope, wherever you are, that nothing but happiness will come to you. Good-bye, best and sweetest and dearest "
I haven't seen much of him consequently in the last three or four years, but I ran into him about six months ago, and he told me he'd been out in Oklahoma. I wonder what he's doing in Mexico!" "Tell me about him," Willa invited. "I'm interested after what he did, although I really liked him before that; he is so strong and clean and straightforward." "Yes, he's all of that," replied Winnie.
I have traced as much of his career as anyone can ever know now and I will never betray the reason for his ultimate choice, but you may rest assured that his nickname was no label of chance or whim. He was a gentleman always in the truest, finest sense of the word." "Nothing could ever make me doubt that for an instant," Willa said with glowing eyes.
When I heard the shots and the lamp exploded and the blaze flared up, I just made a jump for the door. Then I remembered Billie and went back, and the flames caught us both." "But but she isn't scarred!" Willa cried. "No. I I tore off my skirt and wrapped her in it. Only her little bare feet stuck out and one of them got burned real bad." "One of her feet!" repeated Willa breathlessly.
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