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"I mean," cried Hinman, his eyes glowing more and more, "that she stayed in this house and faced the deadliest peril out of love for that man Swain; I mean that, if he's cleared, as he's certain to be now, it will be she who clears him; I mean that, if the real murderer is brought to justice, it will be because of the evidence she stayed here to get, and did get!"
No other name was mentioned, then or afterwards?" "No." "I can tell you something about her, Bingle. She lived for three years as the wife of a man who called himself Hinman. She wasn't his wife and that wasn't his name. She'd been on the stage. She went to live with this man as his wife. She was a good girl up to the time she met this man and fell in love with him. Her home was in the West.
Extend your arms to the heavens and concentrate your gaze upon that big star up yonder. Go ahead, doctor," he urged, as Hinman hesitated. "We're trying to persuade an astral visitor to pay us a call, and it takes team-work." We stood silent a moment, with our arms above our heads, and I could hear Godfrey shifting his feet cautiously along the boards of the floor.
Himnan B. Hurlbut, a lineal descendant of Governor Hinman, of Connecticut, was born in St. Lawrence County, New York, July 29, 1818. In his boyhood, he received such education as the common schools provided, and the time not spent in the school room was employed on his father's farm, he being the youngest of a large family and required to help along with the others.
"Humph!" muttered Dick, and then was silent. Timothy Hinman, when Dr. Hewitt and the boys stepped outside the tent, was inspecting the dingy old red wagon with a look of contempt on his face. "What am I going to do with this crazy old rattle-trap?" inquired young Hinman plaintively. "Would one of you boys accept a dollar to drive this over to Fenton, and put the horse up in my father's barn?
Hinman is here, ill," began the stranger. "He is," Tom nodded. "Have you any interest in him?" "Mr. Hinman is my father." "Come right in," Tom invited, throwing open the flap of the tent. "Hold my horse, will you?" Something in the younger Hinman's way of making the request caused Reade's backbone to stiffen. "I see that you have a piece of halter rope," Tom replied.
"There was no use in chasing him any further, if he eluded you in the darkness," Dick remarked. "Dave, you get up on the wagon beside Mr. Hinman. I'll drive his horse." Only as far as the road did Tom Reade, Dan and Greg accompany them, going ahead with the lantern to show the way. "Now, you know the plan, Tom," Dick called quietly. "Fenton -at noon to-morrow."
Hinman saw him bounding from rock to rock preceded by the wagon and oxen which rolled over and over till they disappeared from view. In the awful stillness of that solitude the beating of her heart became audible as she rapidly reviewed her terrible situation, and taxed her mind to know what she should do.
But Dave was in no mood, just then, to be headed off so easily, so he went on: "Mr. Hinman showed us the letter, and asked us what we thought of it, so that rather broke the confidential nature of the matter. You see," turning to Mr. Hartshorn, "the bill was for twenty dollars, and it seems that. Mr. Stark was to have half for his trouble in collecting it. Now the letter that Mr.
"Friends, this is the best thing we've seen today." "It is," agreed the other tramps solemnly. The glance of the newcomers did not rest upon the face of Reuben Hinman, for Prescott had gently spread a blanket so that it effectually concealed the little old peddler. "What have you men been doing?" asked Dick, straightening up and eyeing them coldly, steadily.
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