“You’re in the club, sir,” said he in a thick, choked voice. Then Jinnie and Bobbie, carrying their precious dead comrade, started for the hill.
CHAPTER XXIV
“HE MIGHT EVEN MARRY HER”
“I don’t see why you must have her out of the way entirely,” hesitated Molly Merriweather, looking up into Jordan Morse’s face. “Couldn’t you send her to some girls’ place?”
“Now you don’t know anything about it, Molly,” answered the man impatiently. “If she doesn’t disappear absolutely, the cobbler and Theodore’ll find her.”
“That’s so,” said Molly, meditatively, “but it seems horrible––”
Morse interrupted her with a sarcastic laugh.
“That’s what Theodore would think, and more, too, if he thought any one was going to harm a hair of the child’s head.”