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I'll strip you and turn you out of these doors as naked as when you entered the world!" The judge seemed to tower above Fentress, the man had shot up out of his deep debasement. "Choose! Choose!" he thundered, his shaggy brows bent in a menacing frown. "I know nothing about the boy," said Fentress slowly. "By God, you lie!" stormed the judge.
"At a later day I met this man who had been betrayed by his wife and robbed by his friend. He had fallen out of the race drink had done for him there was just one thing he seemed to care about and that was the fate of his child, but maybe he was only curious there. He wondered if she had lived, and married " Once more the judge paused. "What's all this to me?" asked Fentress.
A third generation had grown to manhood at Pall Mall. In Fentress county, the polling of the vote upon secession was marked with bloodshed. The county was on the military border between the free and the slaveholding states. Coonrod Pile had been a slaveholder, but few of the mountaineers were owners.
"Are you sure it's nothing to you?" demanded the judge hoarsely. "Understand this, Fentress. Gatewood's treachery brought ruin to at least two lives. It caused the woman's father to hide his face from the world, it wasn't enough for him that his friends believed his daughter dead; he knew differently and the shame of that knowledge ate into his soul.
Colonel Fentress will inform you that this is a violation of the law which falls within my jurisdiction," and he beamed blandly on Fentress. "It's a lie!" cried the colonel. "You'll answer for that later!" said the judge, with abrupt austerity of tone. "For all we know you may be some fugitive from justice! Why, your name isn't Price!" "Are you sure of that?" asked the judge quickly.
With the great stake which fate had suddenly introduced into their losing game, he wished earnestly to believe that the judge would stay quietly in his office and complete the task he had set himself; that with this off his hands the promise of excitement at Belle Plain would compel his presence there, when he would pass somewhat under the restraining influence which he was determined to exert; in short, to Solomon, life embraced just the one vital consideration, which was to maintain the judge in a state of sobriety until after his meeting with Fentress.
Then the Governor would make this little speech in his high, piping, quavering voice: "No, sir not one drop until you have prepared one for yourself and join us, Mr. Fentress. Your father, sir, was one of my most valued supporters and friends during My Administration, and any mark of esteem I can confer upon his son is not only a pleasure but a duty, sir."
He had utterly collapsed at the first blow dealt the organization, but he was still seeing Murrell, pallid and shaken. A step sounded in the hall and an instant later Hicks entered the room without the formality of knocking. Ware recognized his presence with a glance of indifference, but did not speak. Hicks slouched to his employer's side and handed him a note which proved to be from Fentress.
The sun was clear of the treetops, he could even feel the lifeless dust grow warm beneath his feet; and wrapping the quilt closer about him he broke into a labored run. Some twenty minutes later Boggs' came in sight. He experienced a moment of doubt suppose Fentress had been there and gone! It was a hideous thought and the judge groaned.
And that jail was standing serviceable and strong until a few years ago when the prosperity of Fentress county called for an edifice of red stone.
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