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Four years afterwards long after the fate of Mary Thorne had fallen, like a thunderbolt, on the inhabitants of Greshamsbury; when Beatrice was preparing for her second baby, and each of the twins had her accepted lover Mr Mortimer Gazebee went down to Courcy Castle; of course, on matters of business. No doubt he dined at the table, and all that.
Sissy started from her reverie: "Horace gave it me. Adieu, Mr. Percival Thorne: I'm going to look at my roses." "Thank you. Yes, I shall be delighted to come." And Percival jumped out. "Don't look at me as if I'd said something foolish. Isn't that the right way to answer your kind invitation?" "Invitation! What next?" demanded Sissy with pretty scorn.
You say it's a big fire?" "I see quite a lot of smoke," said Charley. "Then the boys over Jackass way and by the Crossing ought to see it for themselves." The four men designated caught up their horses, saddled them, and mounted. Thorne handed them each a broad hoe, a rake and an axe. They rode off up the trail. Thorne mounted on his own horse.
Henry Thorne among his other bad qualities had one which his friends regarded as worse than all the others, and which perhaps justified the Ullathorne people in their severity. He loved to consort with low people. He not only drank that might have been forgiven but he drank in tap-rooms with vulgar drinkers; so said his friends, and so said his enemies.
Miss Thorne had had lovers of her own, but they had been gentlemen of old-fashioned and deliberate habits. Miss Thorne's heart also had not always been hard, though she was still a virgin spinster; but it had never yielded in this way at the first assault.
"Yes, sir, that's the name Miss Thorne. I was in the ladies' dressing-room when she was brought in, sir, and I remember some one called her name." Mr. Grimm took the girl, still a-quiver with excitement, and led her along the hall to where Gray stood. "Take this girl in charge, Gray," he directed. "Lock her up, if necessary.
Miss Thorne repeated, and her lips curled sadly. "I I have no government. I have been cast off by that government, stripped of my rank, and branded as a traitor!" "Traitor!" Mr. Grimm's lips formed the word silently. "I failed, don't you see?" she rushed on. "Ignominy is the reward of failure.
"I most certainly can not," was the chief's unhesitating response. "In that case I don't think it would be wise to transfer the investigation of the shooting affair to another man," said Mr. Grimm emphatically, reverting to his chief's question. "I think, on the contrary, we should find out more about Miss Thorne." "Precisely," Campbell agreed.
"Dick, what will you do?" asked Thorne, now in alarm. "I'll make a row in that saloon," returned Dick, bluntly. "I'll start something. I'll rush Rojas and his crowd. I'll " "Lord, no; you mustn't, Dick you'll be knifed!" cried Thorne. He was in distress, yet his eyes were shining. "I'll take a chance.
"But, damn it," he added, "the little devil's worse'n a catamount for fight!" Thorne was little communicative, but after he and Bob became better acquainted the Inspector would tell something of his past inspections. All up and down the Sierras he had unearthed enough petty fraud and inefficiency to send a half-dozen men to jail and to break another half-dozen from the ranks.
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