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A far-away expression came into his eyes. "No no not that." "Then you'll both follow and keep out of my way until we have finished the work and then come back with me?" "Yes," Oliver answered. "Yes," Frederick echoed vaguely. Townsley and Weiner were coming with the pair of grays to be hitched to the wagon. Weiner led his own pony already saddled.
And I, for one, am proud to have been a member of that legislative body which passed so truly God-bidden and democratic an act as the Eighteenth Amendment. I beg to remain, with best wishes to your great organization, Sincerely yours, WALTER G. TOWNSLEY. A Correct Private Letter of a Congressman
Tyrrell could not, and so we agreed to settle the matter by appealing to your own recollection." "Yes, indeed," said Frank, "I now recall the club very perfectly, and it seems to me Governor Townsley was also in it." "Yes, I think I was a member," assented George, "though my recollections are rather hazy."
The stars came out one by one and blinked down at his bent figure still in prayer, his eyes uplifted in an uncanny glare. As he slowly moved back to his camp he met Townsley. Frederick and Oliver had reached camp and Townsley had caught a note of the sinister in their whispered talk. He didn't like the looks of it. Brown had told him there was trouble brewing on the Pottawattomie.
"Who can that be?" asked Frank, pointing to the finest-looking of the three young men. "If that is one of us, there was more choice in our looks than there is now, eh, Townsley?" "No doubt," said George, "fifty years ago somebody's eye scanned those features with a very keen sense of proprietorship.
"It won't do." "Why not?" "I won't allow this party to separate until the work to which God has called me is done." "I've done my share." "No. It will not do for you to go yet." "I'm going " "You're not!" Brown faced the man and held him in a silent look of his blue-gray eyes. Townsley quailed before it. "Whatever happens, you brought me here. You are equally responsible with me."
He was barely fifty-seven and yet he looked seventy-five, until he moved. The moment his wiry body moved there was something uncanny in the impression he gave of a wild animal caught in human form. Brown had tired waiting for the shower to pass and had begun to pace back and forth with his swinging, springy step. When he passed, Townsley instinctively drew aside.
All his force, all his will appeared to have departed. He moved along, now, like a puppet. Down at the water-front a naval launch was in waiting. In this the entire party was taken out to the "Thor." Captain Driggs received the callers on the platform deck, and Admiral Townsley stated the object of the visit.
He either commanded the absolute obedience of men who came near him or he sent them from him with a repulsion as strong as the attraction to those who liked him. He felt the smothering power of this spell over his own mind now and tried to break it. "Mr. Brown," Townsley began haltingly, "I've brought you here now. You are snug in camp. I'd like to take my team back home." "To-night?" "To-night."
Congressman Simms quickly presented Rhinds to the other two, one of whom was Rear Admiral Townsley, and the other Lieutenant Jasper, the Admiral's aide. "Now, Mr. Rhinds," pursued the Congressman, "the admiral has decided that the first thing to do is to go aboard the 'Thor, and see whether any hiding place exists in which you might have stored a fifth torpedo."
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