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"Whar you goin', Judy?" she inquired. "You ain't thinkin' about traipsin' out of doors on a night like this, are you?" "Archie promised to take me to the Bible class, an' he hasn't come back," replied Judy, while her face worked convulsively. "I've waited for him since half past seven." "If that don't beat all!" exclaimed Sarah. "Why, it's thunderin' like Jedgment Day. Can't you hear it?"
"Is this possible?" I said. "I saw men chopping sawmill logs as I came through that wood." "Yes, missus," he answered; "shure's you are bo'n, my sweat lies dar under dem big tree roots. My Milla an' me was married when we's chillen, an' we's had a good many chillen, but de Lo'd knows whar da's gone to; da sole down de riber, many, many year ago.
That means we 've shore got 'em on the hip. They're a-keepin' quiet over there yet, ain't they, Stutter? Well, let 's have our chuck out yere in the open, whar' we kin keep our eyes peeled, an' while we 're eatin' we 'll talk over what we better do next."
For some time after his exit nothing was said, but finally Margaret, standing near the window, began to look for the ends of the broken thread of discourse. "Now, let me see." To help her out Starbuck volunteered his services. "We had got to whar I was the biggest fool when I tried. Don't you ricolleck?" "Oh, you want to git back to whar you was tryin' to pick a quarrel with me, do you?"
We all heard this at once. Of course we thought of the trail no longer, but made a rush in the direction of the voices, causing the branches to fly on every side. "Whar's the bar?" cried Redwood, who was first up to the waggon, "whar did ye see't?"
"You may very well say that, Aunt Ri," laughed the Agent, complacently. "It is the most troublesome Agency in the whole list, and the least satisfactory." "Wall, I allow it mought be the least satisfyin'," rejoined the indefatigable Aunt Ri; "but I donno whar the trouble comes in, ef so be's thar's no more kin be done than yer wuz er tellin'." And she looked honestly puzzled.
A rooster was crowing, and the moon had set. Only the stars were left. "Sally," the boy reproved, "hit's most mornin', an' ye must be plumb fagged out. Why hain't you in bed?" "I 'lowed ye'd come by hyar," she told him simply, "and I waited fer ye. I knowed whar ye had went," she added, "an' I was skeered." "How did ye know?"
"You go on whar you're goin' an' come back fer her." "All right," said Jason, greatly relieved. "Take keer o' yourselves." With a kick he started the old nag and again pulled in. "An' if you leave afore I git back, Mavis, I'm a-goin' to come atter you, no matter whar you air some day."
"The only place that it risimbles in my mind, is a hilly portion in the north of Ireland. Do you maan to say we've arrived thar?" "This is the pass which you tramped up and down, and whar you got into trouble." "It don't look like any part that I ever obsarved; but why do you have such a hankering for this ravine, in which we haven't been used very well?"
The moon was shinin' in, ad I cud see the corpse stretched on the table whar we left it; and he kicked the door to wi' a purr o' his foot. 'Lock it, says he; and so I did. And here's the key for ye tak it yoursel', sir. He offer'd me money: he said he'd mak me a rich man if I'd sell him the corpse, and help him awa' wi' it." "Hout, man! What cud he want o' t' corpse?
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