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Miss Malroy must have heard something of the honorable part he had played; surely she could not be in ignorance of the fact that the lawless element, dreading his further activities, had threatened him. She must know, too, about that reward of five thousand dollars.
He recovers and is about to be married to Miss Malroy when he is shot at the church door; I'll hazard the opinion the attack was in the nature of a warning for him to keep away from Belle Plain. Now, had he a rival? Clear up these points and you get a clue!" The judge paused impressively. "Tom Ware has acted in a straightforward manner.
"Don't you reckon it would be some better to leave the state afo' you. done the killing?" suggested Yancy. "Well, a man might. I don't know but what he'd be justified in getting shut of his troubles like that." When Betty Malroy rode away from Squire Balaam's Murrell galloped after her.
Yancy, everything will be ready for next Sunday," she said, and moved toward the horses, followed by Murrell. Betty Malroy lingered for a moment at Hannibal's side. "Good-by, little boy; you must ask your Uncle Bob to bring you up to the big house to see me," and stooping she kissed him. "Good-by, Mr. Yancy, I liked your story."
"Do you still hate me, Betty Miss Malroy is there anything I can say or do that will make you forgive me?" He looked at her penitently. But Betty hardened her heart against him and prepared to keep him in place. Remembering that he was still holding her hand, she recovered it. "Will you sit down?" she indicated a chair. He seated himself and Betty put a safe distance between them.
They's a dugout tied up 'bout a hundred yards above the keel boat; you must get that to cross in to the other side of the bayou, then when yo're ready to come back yo're to whistle three times it's the signal we're expecting and I'll row across fo' you in one of the skiffs." "Can you see Miss Malroy in the meantime?" "If I want to, they's nothin' to hinder me," responded Bess sullenly.
Of course it was all right for her to come and see Norton they were old, old friends. He entered the room where Norton lay. "Miss Malroy is here," he said shortly. "Betty? bless her dear heart!" cried Charley rather weakly. "Just toss my clothes into the closet and draw up a chair... There-thank you, Bruce, that will do let her come along in now."
There was a brief silence during which Bess regarded the Kentuckian with a kind of stolid fearlessness. She was the first to speak. "I reckon you-all have come after Miss Malroy," she observed quietly. "Then you reckon right," answered Carrington. The girl studied him from beneath her level brows. "And you-all think you can take her away from here," she speculated.
No more was said just then, for Betty became reserved and he did not attempt to resume the conversation. A day later they rumbled into Washington, and as Betty descended from the coach, Carrington stepped to her side. "I suppose you'll stop here, Miss Malroy?" he said, indicating the tavern before which the stage had come to a stand. "Yes," said Betty briefly.
Then there came a hasty step beyond the door, it was thrown violently open, and the judge precipitated himself into the room. A glance showed Mahaffy that he was laboring under intense excitement. "Solomon, I bring shocking news. God knows what the next few hours may reveal!" cried the judge, mopping his brow. "Miss Malroy has disappeared from Belle Plain, and Hannibal has gone with her!"
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