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Lindsay and the lady I mention." Woodward, in fact, knew not what to make of his guide; he found him inscrutable, and deemed it useless to attempt the extortion of any further intelligence from him. The latter was ignorant that Mrs. Lindsay's son was expected home, as was every member of that gentleman's family. He had, in fact, given them no information of his return.
As he uttered these words he fixed his eyes upon Woodward, whose face quailed and blanched under the power and significance of his gaze. "Sir," replied Lindsay, "with the greatest respect for you, there is not a single individual under this roof who would injure him. He is beloved by every one.
"Stop!" shouted Arnold in a fever of excitement, lowering his glass. "There's a girl by Jove it's Miss Dodge!" "Impossible!" exclaimed Woodward. "I tell you, it is," reiterated Arnold, thrusting the glass into the Lieutenant's hand. The motor-boat had started when Del Mar saw Elaine in the water. "Look," he growled, pointing, "There's the Dodge girl."
Allow the young man to visit you; study him as closely as you may; but above all things do not cherish an unfounded antipathy against him or any one." Several interviews took place afterwards between Alice and Henry Woodward; and after each interview her parents sought her opinion of him, and desired to know whether she was beginning to think more favorably of him than she had hitherto done.
We need scarcely assure our readers that Woodward pledged himself in accordance with her wishes, after which he went home and prepared such a mask for his face, and such a disguise of dress for his person, as, when assumed, rendered it impossible for any one to recognize him.
Woodward was there, and appeared to feel a deep interest in the fate of his brother. Greatrakes, on looking at him, said, before he applied the sanative power which God had placed in his constitution, "This young man is dying of a slow and subtle poison, which some person under the roof of this house has been administering to him in small doses."
There they could see Woodward, Arnold and the rest of us just beginning to climb up out of the water. Del Mar aimed and fired. One of the men had thrown up his arms with a cry and fallen back into the water. Invaders seemed to swarm up now in every direction from the water.
"He's one of the nicest fellows that comes here, I think," said Kinroy. "I don't like that stick, Woodward." He was referring to another man of about Eugene's age who admired his mother. "Mrs. Witla is such a queer little woman," said Suzanne. "She's so different from Mr. Witla. He's so gay and good-natured, and she's so reserved. Is she as old as he is, mama?" "I don't think so," said Mrs.
Parsons, take him away." "I shall see you later," whispered Mr. Woodward in my ear as the constable hurried me off. The next instant we were on the street. Arrests in Darbyville were rare, and by the time we reached the jail we had a goodly following of boys and idle men, all anxious to know what was up. "He stole the Widow Canby's money," I heard one man whisper, to which another replied:
Woodward or Chris Holtzmann calls, I think you will find it advisable to keep this affair a secret." "I will not be at home to them," she replied briefly. "A good plan," said Mr. Harrison. "Now that you have done the right thing, the less you say about the matter the better for you." A few minutes later, with the paper tucked safely in my pocket, we left the house. Mrs.
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