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And don't you mention that, my lad. Keep it dark till I give the word. I'll find out about that in my own way. You understand on that point, absolute silence." I replied that, of course, I would not say a word; and presently I went into the office to resume my duties. But I had not been long at that before the door opened, and Chisholm put his face within and looked at me. "I'm wanting you, Mr.
It was said the yacht had never come in, and, though many of them had been out, they'd never set eyes on her, and rumours of her soon began to spread. So I sent Chisholm there out to Hathercleugh to make some inquiry tell Mr. Lindsey what you heard," he went on, turning to the sergeant. "Not much, I think." "Next to nothing," replied Chisholm. "I saw Lady Carstairs. She laughed at me.
And a far more important thing, mysterious as these two men were, what about the equally mysterious man that was somewhere in the background the murderer? Chisholm and I had no great difficulty indeed, we had nothing that you might call a difficulty in finding out something about the murdered man at Peebles.
They had kept my evidence to the last, and if there had been a good deal of suppressed excitement in the crowded room while Chisholm and the doctor and the landlord of the inn on the other side of Coldstream Bridge gave their testimonies, there was much more when I got up to tell my tale, and to answer any questions that anybody liked to put to me.
And let's be getting back, for your mother's anxious about you, and the man's death has upset her he went all at once, she said, while she was with him." We all got on our bicycles again and set off homewards, and Chisholm wheeled alongside me and we dropped behind a little. "This is a strange affair," said he, in a low voice; "and it's like to be made stranger by this man's sudden death.
This cattle trace should never be confounded with the Chisholm trail, first opened by a half-breed named Jesse Chisholm, which ran from Red River Station on the northern boundary of Texas to various points in Kansas.
I wanted to drop in at Crone's before I went again to the office: what had just happened, had made me resolved that Crone and I should speak out; and if he wouldn't, then I would. And presently I was hurrying away to his place, and as I turned into the back lane that led to it I ran up against Sergeant Chisholm. "Here's another fine to-do, Mr. Moneylaws!" said he.
But the man, for purposes of robbery, had slain an entire family the postmaster, his wife, and their three children, in the upstairs over the post office in the mountain village of Chisholm. For two weeks the man had eluded and exceeded pursuit. His last crossing had been from the mountains of the Russian River, across wide-farmed Santa Rosa Valley, to Sonoma Mountain.
"I met old 'Says I' Littlefield," said Nat, "back at the ford of the Republican, and he tells me that they won over five hundred dollars off this Circle Dot outfit on a horse race. He showed me a whole basketful of your watches. I used to meet old 'Says I' over on the Chisholm trail, and he's a foxy old innocent.
What's more, there's tools lying in the car that looks like they'd been used to fasten them up." "We'll have them up here, then," said Chisholm. "Stop you here, Mr. Hugh, while we fetch them and don't let your young lady come down while that's lying here. You might cover him up," he went on, with a significant nod. "It's an ill sight for even a man's eyes, that!"
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