Silver Threads by John J. McLaglen

Author:John J. McLaglen
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: john j mclaglen, herne the hunter, western pulp fiction, western action adventure, gunfighters in the old west, old west action
Publisher: Piccadilly Publishing

~*~

Two hours later, Lily Sowren crept into the room alongside Jed Herne’s bedroom and slipped back a small panel behind a picture. Applying her eyes to the hole that was revealed.

As she watched, she began to smile, licking her lips at what she saw. Herne, only half-clothed, was stretched out on his bed, lying there on his back. One boot on, while the other lay on the floor. As though sleep had overtaken him while he was still getting ready for a nap.

‘Good,’ she whispered. Looking at the helpless man. She knew that Eliza’s draughts would keep him unconscious until the next morning and leave him with a foul headache. He would recall very little. Simply that he had been fatigued. That was all.

It was an overwhelming temptation for the fat old woman. Though past forty, Herne’s body was in marvelous condition. Well-muscled, the flat stomach and broad shoulders. Lily looked for a long time at the sleeping figure. Trying to pluck up the courage to do something that she knew her dominant and efficient younger sister would take exception to. And when Eliza took exception to something.

‘No,’ she said, firmly, nearly sliding the peep-panel closed. Then hesitating again, Her right hand falling to her bosom. Then lower.

And lower.

Lower.

~*~

Jed kept his eyes closed for another ten minutes, then risking a glance from lowered lids. His position on the bed, seemingly casual and accidental, was the result of a lot of thought. He’d taken the precaution of checking out the room as soon as he had first been left alone in it. Finding the hidden panel behind a picture and another in the corridor wall. From where he had arranged himself on the bed, he could see both while his own eyes remained in shadow. He had seen the movement behind the portrait of a Spanish nobleman, real eyes replacing the canvas ones. Heard the panting, and guessed immediately that it was Lily. Suspecting that she wouldn’t dare to spy on him like that for so long if Eliza had been in the house. Taking care to lie very still on the bed. Praying that she wouldn’t come in on him, to test by touch if the sleeping-draught had worked. He wasn’t sure just how strong his self-control was.

But she went away. Lying still, Herne could hear her heavy lumbering steps as she disappeared into her own room along the corridor. The slam of the door. Even the rattle of the sets of bolts and chains that kept Lily’s privacy.

It wasn’t the only locked room in the mansion. He’d been exploring all over the rambling house and discovered that some of the cellars were also locked. More heavily locked than he would have thought necessary. The one sure thing in Wild Rose was that nobody would dare to steal from the Misses Sowren.

Finally, when he thought it might be safe, Jed rolled over and cautiously stood up. He’d only taken a couple of sips from the crystal glass of emerald liquid

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