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So they took the scullery slip downstairs to the policeman, and gave Jim Max's share of the furnace. "In the first place," Max said, standing importantly in the middle of the room, "we retired between two and three nearer three. So the theft occurred between three and five, when Anne woke up. Was your door locked, Dal?" "No.
"How do you mean it may unravel itself?" she asked. "Bellamy is a whole lot better man than folks give him credit for being. I expect he won't be hard on you when he knows why you did it." "And why did I do it?" she asked quietly. "Sho! I know why you did it. Jim Budd told you what he had heard, and you figured you could save your father from doing it.
She had to talk to some one, and she telephoned to Jim Dyckman, making her good-bys an excuse. It was the first time he had been permitted to hear her voice for weeks, and the lonely joy that cried out in his greeting brought warm tears to her dull, dry eyes. He heard her weeping and he demanded the right to come to see her.
He seemed to be in no hurry, nor did he appear to be disturbed. “What is your name?” demanded Calhoun. “Nichols—Jim Nichols,” drawled the man. “Are you well acquainted around here?” demanded Calhoun. “Hev lived heah goin’ on twenty years,” was the answer. “We have just had a man shot, by one of you skulking mountaineers. Do you know of any one likely to do such a deed?
Joan had remembered his voice and she wondered if he would remember hers. Certainly Jim had called her Joan more than once on the night of the marriage. The preacher's eyes grew keener. He glanced from Joan to Kells, and then at the other men, who had come in. Jim Cleve stood behind Jesse Smith's broad person, and evidently the preacher did not see him.
He oh, Kit, let them all get settled for the night, and then come down, like a dear, and help me out. I know loads of ways honestly I do." "If I leave you here," I debated, "what about the policeman?" "Never mind him" frantically. "Listen! There's Jim up in the pantry. Run, for the sake of Heaven!" So I ran.
"Where did you say this road was?" he asked. "In Mississippi?" "Yes," said Montague. "I was wondering about it," said the other. "It is not likely that it's Jim Hegan at all. I don't believe anybody could get him to take an interest in Southern railroads. He has probably mentioned it to someone else. What's your road good for, anyway?" "We had a plan to extend it," said Montague.
Then they all looked upon Jim Woppit, but no one spoke. If words were to be said, it was Jim Woppit's place to say them, and that dreadful silence seemed to cry: "Speak out, Jim Woppit, for your last hour has come!" Jim Woppit was no coward. He stood erect before them all and plucked from his breast the star of his office and cast away from him the weapon he had worn.
She went through her daily routine very humbly and quietly. She sometimes wondered how Jim could talk so much about her work, but before she could answer the question, her mind drifted back to other days, to a garden and flowers, and Jim stole away unmissed, and left her with folded hands and wide, staring eyes, gazing into the distance. The memory of these times made Jim helpless to-night.
Remember, I write the confidential reports." "Then you must say that William's worth her weight in gold," said Mrs. Jim. "I don't know what we should have done without her. She has been everything to us." She dropped her hand upon William's, which was rough with much handling of reins, and William patted it softly. Jim beamed on the company. Things were going well with his world.
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