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He thought of going at once to the Squibbs' house and placing the desperate criminals under arrest; but as fear throttled the idea in its infancy he cast about for some other plan. Even as he stood there thinking the great detective and his companions were entering the automobile to drive away. In a moment they would be gone.
In a little open space to the right of the road a flash of lightning revealed the outlines of a building a hundred yards from the rickety and decaying fence which bordered the Squibbs' farm and separated it from the road. "Here we are!" cried Bridge, "and spooks or no spooks we'll find a dry spot in that old ruin. There was a stove there last year and it's doubtless there yet.
'Bout what did ye figger on wantin'?" "Anything you can spare," said the youth. "There are three of us and we're awful hungry." "Where yew stoppin'?" asked the woman. "We're at the old Squibbs' place," replied The Kid. "We got caught by the storm last night and had to put up there." "The Squibbs' place!" ejaculated the woman. "Yew didn't stop there over night?" "Yes we did," replied the youth.
"Hello!" said the voice at the other end of the line; "I'm Willie Case, an' I've found Miss Abigail Prim." "Again?" queried Burton. "Really," asserted Willie. "I know where she's goin' to be all night. I heard 'em say so. The Oskaloosie Kid's with her an' annuder guy an' the girl I seen with the dead man in Squibbs' woods an' they got a BEAR!" It was almost a shriek.
The Squibbs' woods, growing rank in the damp ravine at the bottom of the little valley, ran to within a hundred feet of the out-building. Dense undergrowth choked the ground to a height of eight or ten feet around the boles of the close set trees.
Half of Burton's men were sent to the north side of the woods and half to the road upon the south of the Squibbs' farm. There they separated and formed a thin line of outposts about the entire area north of the road. If the quarry was within it could not escape without being seen.
They watched him as he walked down to the road and until he disappeared over the crest of the hill a short distance from the Squibbs' house. "I like him," said the girl, turning toward Bridge. "So do I," replied the man. "There must be some good in him," she continued, "even if he is such a desperate character; but I know he's not The Oskaloosa Kid.
"How do you know it can't get in?" whimpered the youth. "It's the thing that murdered the man down stairs it's the thing that murdered the Squibbs right here in this room. It got in to them what is to prevent its getting in to us. What are doors to such a THING?" "Come! come! now," Bridge tried to soothe him. "You have a case of nerves. Lie down here on this bed and try to sleep.
His pleasant 'Good morning! brought the girl around, facing him. "What you want?" she snapped. "I want you and this young man," said Bridge, his voice now suddenly stern. "We have been watching you and followed you from the Squibbs house. We found the dead man there last night;" Bridge nodded toward the quilt enveloped thing upon the ground; "and we suspect that you had an accomplice."
There's fortunes lost every week by a good deal less than three minutes when it's 'orses eh, Mr. Squibbs? Mr. Squibbs swore with emphasis. The little girl took her jug of beer and was turning away. 'Hollo! cried the barman. 'Where's the money, Jane? if you don't mind. She turned again in increased confusion, and laid coppers on the counter.
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