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"By God, Blue! it's late in the day for such talk," burst out Blaisdell, in rage and amaze "But I reckon y'u knohat y'u're talkin' aboot Wal, I shore don't want to heah it"

At this juncture Bill Isbel quietly entered the cabin, too late to hear any of Blue's state those last revealing words Bill's heavy boots had resounded on the gravel path outside Yet so in Bill's look or in the way Blue averted his lean face or in the entrance of Bill at that particular ether, see secret causes leading up to the Jorth-Isbel war Did Bill knohat Blue knew? Jean had an inkling that he did And on the azed out the door, down the deserted road to where his dead father lay, white-haired and ghastly in the sunlight

"Blue, you could have kept that to yourself, as well as your real name," interposed Jean, with bitterness "It's too late now for either to do any good But I appreciate your friendship for dad, an' I'm ready to help carry out your plan"

That decision of Jean's appeared to put an end to protest or argu dark sroup of rim restraint They went out and walked and watched; they caht that he aze a thousand tiht roused all emotions in his breast, and the one that stirred thereface down in the dust of the village street! Patches of blood showed on the back of his vest and one white-sleeved shoulder He had been shot through Every ti of wild, savage ied by and the village re showed on the side road Jorth and some of his men came out in front of the store and sat on the steps, in close convening groups Every nificant of their confidence and i door andshutters Then Blaisdell called the Isbel faction to have food and drink Jean felt no hunger And Blue, who had kept apart from the others, showed no desire to eat Neither did he sarette between his lips