Show Men ti By GEORGE MARSH Ca 1 fl I I THE STORY SO Bound for the told men lost their lives on the Red Garrett brother of one of the and half-breed arrive at as I There was the scuffing of moccasins in the trade-room called in a voice thin with do you heading r In here in that I it's watch your Have David and j his boy stand We can't see much through these Jules The three in the loft straightened where they Fin-lay's fingers bit Into Red's Isa-I walking right Into their hands I But the time was not There i was There was that plane from the Bay and the I To have Isadore would put them all on their at Lise must be the time was not ripe to arrest Jules him to talk his head Garry on as we I'm off to meet the what the drawled he He must think we ran his guard on the Quiet He's come here to pump said thinks we've slipped him and are making for the steel or he knows if we reach there it will cook his After an interval Finlay recognized Isadore's voice as he entered the trade-room with began Isadore with the purr of a cat In his here to let by-gones be bygones and I hope you We've fought for the fur in the past but I've got a that's to our mutual There was a dramatic you and I can make big money Garry's elbow pressed Red's I know how to take a laughed you go into sit down and have a taste of the best whiskey the Hudson's Bay ever I There was the pop of a pulled the tinkle of glass and an interval of the did a party pos- ing as government- surveyors stop here in but they stopped Through a crack between the planks Finlay saw Isadore's hand stiffen with the glass it held half way to his Then the hand returned the glass to the table at which the two through Isadore's voice was as brittle as bound for They came here for They're bound back to What kind of a cock-and-bull yarn did they tell McNab they had a wild tale about a medicine-man filling the heads with mumbo-jumbo and their stomachs with your That's a criminal Do they think I'm a The Indians believe Finlay's transit is an evil eye that has sickened some of the There are parties of hunting for wasting their time He's gone don't think There was an interval of silence then the trade-room rattled with Isadore's metallic let's be frankj Just what did they tell you about Jules It was McNab's turn to wasn't They seem think you know something about the drowning of those six The muscles in Finlay's body tightened as he Isadore iu a voice as cool as wind off frozen people found two bodies and the Indians picked up pieces the year before But here's my It means comfort for you and your family for I'll make you rich if you show the brains I think you've mean you've struck gold on the And I'm here to cut you In on Finlay could hear Red's breath slowly leave his So Isadore had been protecting a gold strike on the That was the answer to it alL You've found gold in those as rich as the beaches were at And I'm offering you an interest Are you I you've knocked me flat as a A glass of scotch with on your good your good The neck of a bottle clicked against glasses at the drinks were before we talk business I want to ask you if this fake surveyor told you he shot three men and wounded three Why what INSTALLMENT THIRTEEN Suspicion prevails that rich fur man has made a cold strike and alms to keep prospectors out of En route to the Hudson's Bay post they visit Isadore In his meet his wife and Isadore's don't but he murdered I them in cold He's a a dead sent here by a Montreal syndicate to locate our placer avoid a rush of prospectors in here we've never registered our The minute we did that the lake would be But they've found out we ship gold to So they're out to jump Of course he can make a He's a mining Red's fingers closed on Finlay's arm as McNab I'll be A That's what he's here To locate your gold The conversation below was approaching the boiling point for the three men rigid in the I'm waiting for your a minute until I give you the Finlay's going back up the Waswanipi to hunt for our placer And he's going to He'll either drown as the other men in that or the will wipe out his When the police are sent In here to they'll blame me for losing control of my Indians and not notifying the They may even charge me with knowing too much about those men who were Where do I come going to say when they take your testimony that you know That's a criminal that the river is almost Impassable water and you believe that the other parties and Finlay's men But to your knowledge the Indians went completely out of control this summer over this evil eye that your own Indians brought you rumors that the Waswanipi were hunting for Finlay and that he never had a show to get out alive that's the blurted he went back as you I don't believe he'll ever be heard a partner after my own chuckled never McNab cleared his about this Isadore clapped his glass on the offering you a fifth interest in the one thousand shares of Waswanipi when we Last year that fifth interest ran into five Duncan Great You must have struck a The silence which followed seemed the measure of the Scotchman's Isadore's callous laugh brought McNab back to have struck a bonanza and I'm cutting you in on it Here's a in two five hundred dollar as evidence of my good faith and to bind our are you with hundred dollar First ones I ever But You mean to say you're handing me a fifth interest In your gold strike for telling the police what I know is the Finlay had not misjudged his McNab was playing to a the part of the dazed trader in his first contact with big my Isadore whatever you're going to defend your property and your You're going to fight for your But to the police you're a silent You're still a Hudson's Bay Put it I'm with Here's luck to Waswanipi and the Blondell and I Answering an appeal from Finlay Is ambushed and rescued by Malone and It develops that they are Mounted PoUce They visit Hudson's Bay and bide when Isadore arrives Again McNab cleared his throat a what do you say to a bit of so there may be no misunderstanding and be Finlay's elbow found There spoke the true Scot him on Garry use that some day Lf we of Isadore me a pen and I Shortly the men in the loft heard McNab read value received and in of his future services I. Jules President of Waswanipi of hereby sell and assign one thousand shares of the common stock of said when to Duncan now of Mata-garni Limited Jules that And it's mighty generous of I'll never forget There was the sound of voices outside the The door creaked on its the asked on to wind cloud een We gotta start to camp at de right I'll be with you in a The men left the said pushing back his a shrewd man and know where your bread's Stick with me and I'll make you The ice suddenly returned to Isadore's if you change your mind if the police scare you and you double-cross you won't live Understand Isadore snapped his disappear like But the trader think I'm he and Finlay was the police to I'll handle We're partners aren't You've cut me in on a Don't worry about Duncan The two men left the trade-room bound for the Shortly the put-put of the outboard motor drifted up from the With a grunt of relief Red rolled over on his back and stretched his long arms as Blaise and Garry sat it's placer gold on the Waswanipi he's covering after What a line of hooey he handed And did McNab do a job on may have use for that fake bill of some how about Blaise make big to let dat fallar He hunt us all de more hard now he he got McNab in his He'll make the lake hot for but we haven't got the evidence I want yet What is this plane from the It doesn't fit into the McNab found his guests waiting In the how was the Scotchman you'd have made a great It was fifth Interest Waswanipi when exploded must think I'm a numb-skull to swallow It'll never be If he gets out of this all he has to do is to incorporate under another name and McNab holds the It took will not to smash that sneering face of He forgot I'm am Garry Isadore's badly He knows he'll need your help with the I'm richer by a thousand if it's not also evidence we may said if this storm blows we're going to paddle all so we'll say Red lingered behind as Garry and Blaise left the want a word with before we he The trader stared curiously Into Red's blue what's on your you've only known her since Malone's eyes were dark with the intensity of his it didn't take us long-to find I just want to tell you that I'm coming back She'll be waiting for McNab's brows pulled down over his searching eyes as he studied Malone's bronzed shot with didn't realize you seems I I've never believed in It But It's Thistle and I knew last night that it was that way with I love and don't I'll come back through hell for BE CONTINUED |