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Updated: June 9, 2025
"It matters not, Renie, I shall go!" "Are you madly seeking death?" "No." "If those men have recognized you, and are playing a part, there will be no chance for you the moment that yacht crosses the bar on her way out to sea." The detective on the impulse of the moment, was prompted to ask: "Suppose they kill me, what will you do, Renie?"
"Have you any suspicion as to the identity of the abductor?" "I have." "And you will know where to look for her?" "I will know who to look for." "Do you suspect the motive for the abduction?" "Yes." "What was the motive?" "Renie is a beautiful girl." "You told me differently before." "I did." "Now you admit she is beautiful?" "Yes; one of the most beautiful girls I ever beheld."
They drew their rocking-chairs arm to arm, so that, behind a bit of climbing moonflower vine, they were as snug as in a bower. Stars shone over the roofs of the houses opposite; the shouts of children had died down; crickets whirred. "Is the light from that street lamp in your eyes, Renie?" "No, no." The wooden floor reverberated as they rocked.
"Sometimes when if you come to Cincinnati I want to show you my place, Miss Renie. If I say so myself, I got a wonderful garden; flowers I can show you grown from clippings from every part of the world. If I do say so, for a sausage-maker who never went to school two years in his life it ain't so bad. I got a lily-pond, Miss Renie, they come from all over to see. By myself I designed it."
"Some time, Mrs. Lissman, when my Renie ain't home, I want you should come over and I read you some of the letters that girl gets from young men. So mad she always gets at me if she knows I talk about them." "Mrs. Shongut, you'll laugh when I tell you; but already in the school my Jeannie gets little notes what the little boys write to her.
The detective laughed and said: "Never fear for me; good-night!" Without waiting to listen to further words of warning the detective walked rapidly away. Renie returned to the cabin; the girl was disturbed and thoughtful. The dream of her lonely life was opening up to her, but alas! the picture was fringed with dark surroundings.
He sprang in like a catamount, clicking the door quick as a flash behind him. "'Sh-h-h! Where's ma?" "Your mamma ain't home; she went up to Rindley's. You ain't sick, are you, Mr. Izzy?" A spasm of relief flashed over his face, and he snapped his dry fingers in an agony of nervousness. "Where's Renie? Quick!" "She's in her room, layin' down.
Have you learned any of the circumstances surrounding the death of old Tom Pearce?" "He was murdered." "And the murderer has been discovered?" "Yes he has been arrested." "Will you tell me all the circumstances" The detective told him the details of Garcia's arrest. Mr. Selton showed a great deal of agitation as he asked: "And the girl Renie?" Vance assumed a grave look as he said: "Mr.
Lissman; she steals soap." "They're all alike." "Ah, the mailman. Always in my family no one gets letters but my Renie. Look, Mrs. Lissman! What did I tell you? Another one from Cincinnati. Renie! Renie!" Mrs. Shongut bustled indoors, leaving her broom indolent against the porch pillar. "Renie!" "Yes, mamma." "Letter!" Feet hurrying down the hall. "Letter from Cincinnati, Renie."
"Yes, I have known you to speak to you but a few hours, and yet I have come to believe that all the dreams of my life center in you." The young man advanced and seized the girl's hand; the latter made no effort to withdraw it from his firm grasp. "Renie," he said, "you need have no fear, I am not destined to die at the hands of the smugglers.
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