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Updated: May 14, 2025
The Crymble place was a full half mile outside the village of Smyrna, but Cap'n Sproul and his victim covered the distance at a lively pace and swung into the yard at a dog-trot. Batson Reeves was just blanketing his horse, for in his vigorous courtship forenoon calls figured regularly.
"You're in for a good old age and don't need 'em. And they may cheer up Mis' Crymble from time to time. She needs cheerin' up." Hiram Look, following them out of the yard, yanked up the trespass sign and advanced to Batson Reeves and brandished it over his head. "Gimme it!" he rasped. "What?" quavered Reeves. "That paper I stood here and watched you makin' up.
It's the other critter that you want to be gettin' your muscle up for the feller that was tryin' to get the widder and the property away from you. All the other evidence now bein' in, you may tell the court, my son, who was that 'sezzer. You sha'n't be hurt!" "It was Mister Batson Reeves, the second selectman," blurted the youth.
Second Selectman Batson Reeves busied himself as a sort of master of ceremonies for Professor Derolli, acted as committee of investigation when the professor's "stock subject" remained for a day and night in a shallow trench in the village cemetery, and even gave them the best that his widower's house could afford at a Sunday dinner.
Orff had sunk down weakly on a bed of asters, and was staring from face to face. "Marm," said Hiram, taking off his plug hat and advancing close to the fence, "Cap'n Sproul and myself don't make it our business to pry into private affairs, or to go around this town saving decent wimmen from Batson Reeves. But we seem to have more or less of it shoved onto us as a side-line. You listen to me!
But nought could have shut me up at that tragical moment, and I spoke with a loud and steady voice. "I deny it and defy it, Reverend Batson," I said, when he asked if anybody knew 'just cause'; and the people fluttered like a flock of geese, and parson made answer: "Then you will meet me in the vestry after Divine Service, Farmer Blake," he answered, and so went on with his work.
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