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It was found, according to testimony during the two trials that followed, that Jackson abstracted checks from the mail, and that Letts, to whom he handed them, had them cashed. Meanwhile the saloon which they kept had become notorious. They were acknowledged high flyers in sporting circles. Both had become "plungers" on the race tracks.
Oh, he couldn't mean to desert her now when she needed him so needed him more than she had even in those days when the shadow of the hateful rope hung over her beloved father; even when Teola's child had been thrust upon her, and Ben Letts had daily menaced her desolate life. She was still for so long a time Frederick feared she'd fainted. "Tess!" he spoke sharply. "What?"
Letts started and squinted reproachfully at the top of her hat. Then he turned and looked at Mrs. Green in search of the required information. "He was shipwrecked," said Mrs. Green. "I was shipwrecked," repeated Mr. Letts, nodding. "And had brain-fever after it through being in the water so long, and lost his memory," continued Mrs. Green. "It's wonderful what water will do salt water," said Mr.
"I'd hate ye all my life, Sandy Letts," she vowed, winking one eye at the burly squatter, "if ye'd come in my house and butt 'round. Course ye can do it if ye want to, but I'd never speak to ye again in the hull world." Sandy threw back his head and guffawed.
"It'd take a bigger man'n Jake," he remarked. Brewer, unruffled, seated himself with the slow manner of a squatter. "I don't say as how I air very big," replied Jake, crossing his legs, "but I guess no man'll take Tess long's she don't want to go, when I air here, Sandy." Letts shook a threatening fist. "Get out o' here, Jake," he growled, going toward the other man.
Turning the corner of the mud cellar, she saw dimly a man's form leaning against the shanty door. Her eyes were accustomed to marking correctly through the darkness, and it took Tess but a moment to ascertain that the lounging figure was Ben Letts. In an instant, the first real fear she had ever felt swept over her and she drew back into the shadows.
"Here comes your sister!" she exclaimed. Mr. Letts started in his turn. "She has seen me holding your arm," continued Mrs. Green, in a tense whisper. "It's the only way I can explain it. Mind, your name is Jack Foster and hers is Betty." Mr. Letts gazed at her in consternation, and then, raising his eyes, regarded with much approval the girl who was approaching.
With this idea of future protection for the little man, Tessibel began to reconstruct the shanty. Dark curtains were hung at the square little windows, for it was quite a daily occurrence for Sandy Letts to peek through them before entering the door.
Sometimes, she whispered to him, sometimes, she sang very softly, and, when Deforrest Young and the warden came through the hospital ward to her side, Tessibel had piloted Owen Bennet through the darkness into a marvelous light. Lysander Letts wanted to get married and settle down in a home of his own.
The brat seen 'im, an' sung to 'im an' talked to 'im, an' he confessed; said Andy didn't do the shootin' but was tryin' to stop it, just as the kid allers claimed." "Yep," interrupted Letts, earnestly. "That air the way it were." Jake nodded and continued: "Sure, Sandy, us-uns all knowed ye swore false on the trial.... Well, next day, Young an' the brat went to Albany to see the guvener."
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