Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: June 19, 2025
Plans had been made for carrying the servants to the cemetery, and, despite the universal disturbance consequent upon these events, these plans were adhered to. Sweetwater watched them all ride away in the last two carriages. This gave him the opportunity he wanted. Leaving his corner, he looked up Hexford, and asked who was left in the house. "Dr. Perry, Mr. Clifton, the lawyer, Mr.
He was soon at the bottom of the hill where the street, taking a turn, plunged him at once into a thickly populated district. As this was still the residence quarter, he passed on until he gained the heart of the town and the region of the saloons. Here he slackened pace and consulted a memorandum he had made while talking to Hexford.
"Yes, but so it would have been if she had met her fate several minutes earlier than was supposed. Clarke and Hexford differ about the length of time which intervened between the moment when the former looked into the room from the outside and that of their final entrance.
Liked 'em and I do feel the trouble at the house, I do." His distress was so genuine that Hexford was inclined to let him go; but Sweetwater with a cock of his keen eye put in his word and held the coachman where he was. "The old gal is telling me all about it," muttered this sly, adaptable fellow. He had sidled up to the mare and their heads were certainly very close together. "Not touch her?
Who's that man?" he grunted, with a drop of his lantern jaws, and a slight gesture towards the unknown interloper. "Another of us," replied Hexford, with a shrug. "We're both rather interested in this horse." "Wouldn't another time do?" pleaded the coachman, looking gravely down at the flowers he held. "It's most time for the funeral and I don't feel like talking, indeed I don't, gentlemen."
I had had them with me at Miss Cumberland's and being given to fooling with something when embarrassed, I had fooled with them and dropped them while talking with Adelaide and watching Carmel. I had meant to pick them up but I forgot and "You need say nothing more about it," remarked Hexford. "I have no right to question you at all."
As their glances crossed, both flushed and drew back, only to return again, each to his several peep-hole. Neither meant to lose the advantage of the moment. Both had heard of the grey horse and wished to identify it; Hexford for his own satisfaction, Sweetwater as the first link of the chain leading him into the mysterious course mapped out for him by fate.
Five minutes later, he had slipped from sight; and for some time not even Hexford knew where he was. "Dr. Perry, may I have a few words with you?" The coroner turned quickly. Sweetwater was before him; but not the same Sweetwater he had interviewed some few hours before in his office. This was quite a different looking personage.
He stopped midway as Sweetwater turned towards him from the cupboard, but immediately resumed his descent and was ready with his reply when Hexford accosted him from the other end of the stable: "An odd beast, this. They don't drive her for her beauty, that's evident." "She's fast and she's knowing," grumbled the coachman. "Reason enough for overlooking her spots.
I should have suffered less. I should only have had to pay the penalty of my crime and not be forced to think of Carmel with terrible revulsion, as I was now thinking, minute by minute, fight with it as I would. "You had better sit down," Hexford suddenly suggested, pushing a chair my way. "Clarke, look up the telephone and ask for three more men. I am going into this matter thoroughly.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking