She's in the other room there.

Milt Jennings has cut you out." "You're a liar," cried the loyal lover, leaping to his feet.
_Spat!_ Yohe's open palm resounded upon the pale face of Blackler, whose eyes had a wild glare in them, and the next moment they were rolling on the floor like a couple of dogs, the stronger and older man above, the valiant lover below.

The house resounded with sudden screams, and then came the hurry of feet, then a hush, in the midst of which was heard the unsubdued voice of Blackler as he rose to his feet.

"You're a"---- Another dull stroke with the knotted fist, and the young fellow went to the floor again, while Joe Yohe, like a wild beast roused at the sight of blood, stood above the form of his brother (who had leaped upon the fallen man), shouting with the hoarse, raucous note of a tiger: "Give 'im hell! I'll back yeh." Bettie pushed through the ring of men and women who were looking on in delicious horror--pushed through quickly and yet with dignity.

Her head was thrown back, and the strange look on her face was thrilling.