Show 7 katharine newlan burt co iy ay NEWLIN SYNOPSIS john landis eighteen years old wife of 0 pierre la Is the tha daughter ot of john carver who murdered her mother for adultery ifer her I 1 lonely I 1 life I 1 with hor her father in in ft wyoming cabin unbearable bearable in joan leaves him to work in a hotel in a town joan meets pierre and the two mutually attracted tr tra are married carver tells P flerra ie are story etory of 0 joans joana mother pierre forges ok a cattle brand prank I 1 young minister presents pic senta books to joan pierre forbids her bead them maddened by Je jealousy elousy pierre ties joan and burns the two dar brand into her shoulder ilear ing her screams a stranger bursts into the tha house and shoot bhoola pierre the stranger revive join telling her pierre Is dead urges her to so co with him CHAPTER X 7 prosper comes to a decision perhaps in spite of tits gruesome boast as to lead dead inan dpn it wits ns as aa much to satisfy tits his own spirit as to comfort joans that prosper actually did undertake n journey to the cobin that and belonged to alerre it wits was trun true that prosper lind had never been able ablo to stop thinking not much of the tall slim youth lying so no still across the tha floor nil all his beauty and strength turned to an ashen slackness as of p brown hand that stirred tho the motion of those hose ingeri angers groping for life had continually disturbed him ile ho went linek stealthily ot at dusk choosing ft a dusk of wind wand drivon snow so that hint his hl tracks vanished us its soon us os made thu tho roof of pierres res robin cabin mado a darl ridge above the snow veiled in cloudy drift up ile reached it with n cold heart and slid down to its ita window cautiously bending his face nar to the tha pane ho expected an interior already dark arom the snow plied piled round the window so lie he cupped his hands about ilia hla eyes at once he let himself down out of sight below the sill thero there was wag a living presence in the house bouse prosper had seen a bright ira fire the smoke or of which had been hidden by the snow spray a cot was drawn up before the fire and a big fair young roan man in tweeds whose face rosy sensitive and quiet was bent over the figure on tile the cot A pair of large white hands were carefully busy prosper crouched below the tha window considered what lie ho had seen it was a week now since lie had left landis for n dying man this big fellow in tweeds must have come soon after the shooting evidently he was not caring for a deaf dea man the black head on the pillow had moved now there came the sound of speech just a bas murmur this time the black head turned itself slightly and prosper saw pierres Pl erros face ile he had seen it only twice before once when it had looked u up P fierce and crazed at his first entrance into the house once again when it lily lay with lifted chin and pale lips u the floor but even after so 0 o searce a memory prosper was auml there was waa a living lining presence in house I 1 startled by the change before it had been the face of a man beside him self elf with drink and the lust of al linial power potter and cruelty now it was tile the wistful face of pierre drawn into a tingle mask like joans when she came to herself a miserably haunted and nd harrowed harrox ed face hopeless us is though hough it too ulie like the outside world harlost had lost or hod had never had in a memory of sun eun ha be to the dressing of his wound but with n shamed and pitiful look Proa peca whole im pres slon of the man was changed chanced abd the change thoro there began something like a struggle ile ho was afflicted by a crossing of purposes and a stu stumbling niblIng of intention ile did not care to risk it second look ile iio crept amity end and hod into the windy dusk lie le traveled with tile yand ind like a blown rag and stopping only for a n few hours rest at uio alio station maea tile tho journey homo home by morning of tile second day and on the journey lie ho made up tile hla mind concerning joan prosper gael waft a man of de beliber liber ato ate though passionate imagination ire ho did not often at upon impulses though his notions actions vero often those attempted only by passion driven draven or impulsive folk prosper could never d thoughtlessness ile ho justified carefully its ills every action to himself these were cold dark hours of deliberation ns as lie ho let tho the wind drive him across the desolate des land when tho the wind dropped and a splendid still dawn swept up tip into the clean sky ho he was nt at pence with tits his own mind and climbed up the mountain trail with a half smile on tits his face rn in tho the dawn awake on tier pillows pilloN ts joun joan was listening tor for him and at the sound of his webs she sat up palo to her lips she did not know what she feared but she was filled with dread the restful stupor that ahn t had followed tier her storm of grief had spent itself and she was suffering buffering again waves of longing for pierre of hatred for hirn him alternately submerged her all tho these bleak gray hours hour of wind during which wen ile ho had pattered in anti and out with ills with wood for tier her stove with little questions as to tier her comfort she sha had suffered us as people suffer in a dream a restless misery like ilko the misery of tho the pine branches that leaped up tip and down before her window tho the stillness of the dawn with its sound of nearing steps gave her a sickness of heart and brain so that when prosper came softly in at tier her door sho she saw him through a mist ile he moved quickly to her side knelt by her took her hands iio has been cared for joan said saia prosper some friend of ills his came and did till all that was left to be done sonio somo friend in the pale delicately expanding light jonns face gleamed between its black wild colls of hair with eyes like enchanted tarns prosper could see in them reflections of those terrors that had been tormenting her nig ills touch pressed reassurance upon her his eyes his voice sly my poor child I 1 my dearl dear im glad I 1 am back to take care of you I 1 ary ry let me comfort you lie ile has been cared for lie ile li IS not lying there alone lie ile Is dead bend lets forgive him joan n lie shook her hands a little urgently and a most memory of pierres res beseeching gras came upon joan she wrenched away and fell back quivering hut but slie did not cry only asked in tier her roost most moving voice who took enre care of alerre after I 1 went awny away anti and left him dead prosper got to his feet and stood with hla his arms folded looking wearily henril down nt at her ills mouth had fall fallen en into rather cynical lines and there were puckers at the corners of his eyes oil oh a big fair young man ii rosy boy face serious looking blue eyes joan was startled and turned round it was mr she said in a wondering tone did you talk with him did you tell him no nard lv prosper shook book his head 1 I found out what he be had darie for your pierre without arking unnecessary questions I 1 saw him but hp he didiot did not see roe me hell be colln to get ine inc sa said id loan joan it was an entirely unemotional statement of certainty pressed presed his lips ant inep n line and narrowed harrowed his eyes upon her oh he will yes yen uell be after me lie he must a ben by so methin pierre said in the town durin their quarrel an have come up after him to took look out what pierre would be join doln to roe me I 1 wisht heil hed lit a come in time what must ho he be think in of me now to find alerre alyin a there dead an rao me gonel gone I 1 hell be after me to bring me home prosper would almost have questions tier her then tits his sharp face was certainly nt at that moment the fuce face of fin an a set of keen and delicate instruments ready for probing hut but so BO weary nail and childlike did ohp obe look sn weary and childlike was her aber speech tant lie he forbore what did it mutter matter after nil all what there was in tier her past she had in ap what alc had bad lone done hen want pile had been it the fellow lind brand d tier her for sin why she had suffered overmuch pro prosper proper per admitted that un branded flu an to skin skill lie ahk scarcely arcely pc lit to put his dirty civilized soul under tier her clean and foot was the big rosy chap her lover loter she had bad spoken of a quarrel between him and pierre they would be looking for jonn joan to come back to go to tb he town to loine bowe nelga boring ranch they would make a search but winter would be against them with iiii it ita teeth bar aured n blizzard was on oil its woy way ily by the hie time they found her thought ought prosper tind lie he quoted ono one of jonns joans phrases to himself smiling milling with radiance ns as lie did so BO sho wont be caran to lemo leave wo tuo in ills his gay mile little urell room lie ho sat eat stretched out lank end anti lonc in tho the low deep red rea lacquered clit chair tir dozing through tho the long tiny day sipping strong coffee smoking hing read ing lii no ito wits irly quiet nud content 1111 elde all of disappointment mid and of thwarted bestre that had him in this carefully appointed hiding place stood away it little from him and alint imagination of his began to weave by dusk he was wu writing furiously und and thero there was a glow elow of rapture on tits his fuco face CHAPTER XI the whole duty of woman joan whited waited for and waiting in g began inevitably to regain hor strength one evening ns as won well ito ho was spreading tho the table pros trosper Ir osper per looked up bp from hn hla writing to seo see tt a tall gaunt balint girl clinging to the tha doorjamb door loor jamb sho she was dressed lu in tho the heavy clothes which hung loose upon her long bones tier throat wits drawn draw up to support tho the sharpened lind hollowed faco face in which tier her eyes eye had grown very large ll 11 a joans eyes wandered cu the brilliant R and wistful she was a piteous lovely rather ilk tul ul mountain beast its j broken by wounds and tj ij and human tending but V J into a savagery of flight i they were wild those gt well ns as wistful prosper denly up at them caudr ile ho put down his book though she had indeed A easily star startled tied thing an am T the impulse to rise st sta 2 was leaning a trifle hands on the arms arm s of hi h jonna joans eyes wander about the brilliant room him at last prosper ft i taxed and smiled come in andrine and dine wao ho he said eald tell me how 01 she felt her way ia ond end large chair and sad him across the hearth its right beautiful g s right strange to me I 1 ri tiling thing like it before th followed wen hos V d fearful fearfully ly that man an am prosper laughed deligio dellal ing up his arms anna in full her splendid ignorance man does he be look i C you your 7 Is that what he be Is know she smiled rut ns ita im aw awful rut I 1 I 1 i ignorant mr gael I 1 just can read 1 an ive only read two books she and her pupils grew large truly thought proal r it was like talking to a grave trustful and most impressionable child tha ille way she sat there on the edge of her chair her hands acil t mcd letting lettin g everything he said disturb and astonish the whole pool of f ho hr thought at dinner Pros prosper unlike holit well wel made no attempt to draw joan into talat talk but sipped tits ills wine and watched her enjoying her composed and her slow graceful move depts afterward he made a couch for her on trio the floor before the fire two tivo skins and a golden cushion a rug nig of dull blue which he be threw over her the ugly skirt and boots ile he took a violin from the wall and tuned it jonn joan watching him with all her eyes 1 I ilont dont like what youre now she told him impersonally and gently im tunch tuning g up well sir id be gettin tired fire d of that tt if I 1 was you im almost done 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