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Updated: May 16, 2025
Griggs wanted to let me go home, but the uther men wouldn't, an' then the minister says like Jesus did to the men who were goin' to stone the poor woman, 'Let him that ain't a sinner throw the first stone, an' Waldstricker picked up a great hunk o' coal and hit me with it. Do ye suppose he air so awful good an' I air so awful wicked he had a right to strike me?"
Unable to pretend to eat more, he leaned back in his chair. "I'm not much of an eater," he smiled, "but I've enjoyed your lunch very much." The sound of steps on the stairs interrupted him. "Hark, Fred!" his wife exclaimed. "That's Helen, now." Together they left the dining room and went to the library, where Mrs. Waldstricker had preceded them.
Waldstricker thought a moment, inhaling the smoke the while. "The girl, Tessibel, who sings at church might be of great assistance to me," he said presently. "How?" interjected Deforrest. "Why, she goes among the squatters daily and would be likely to know if Bishop sneaked into any of their huts. If I can interest her in the reward I've an idea she'll be of service to me."
"Andy Bishop air the man ye saw t'other day." "In my brother-in-law's house!" gasped Waldstricker, beginning to comprehend all that Sandy's discovery meant. "Yep, that air it," replied Sandy. "My God, oh, I thank thee!" ejaculated the elder, falling into his chair. "How long he air been there, I don't know," continued Sandy. "And that doesn't matter.... Now, then, to get him back to Auburn.
The constable stared from Waldstricker back to her. Was this the girl who had stamped and screamed when Daddy Skinner had been taken to Auburn? "Are you goin' without any fuss, miss?" he asked dully. "If I go at all," was all Tess said. At the door she flung back her head, her eyes searching the rafters.
Vivid, active, her beautiful face, passion-drawn and cruel, red curls writhing and twisting upon her shoulders, Tess seemed a veritable fury crying for vengeance. She lifted clenched hands. "I'll hurt Waldstricker," she vowed. "God help me to do it!" Springing to his feet, Young ejaculated: "Don't, Tess! You mustn't!" Turning away, she paced up and down the room, muttering imprecations.
Helen's been crying ever since she's been here." "I'll make her cry more before I'm done with her," gritted Waldstricker. "But, Ebenezer, she's sick. And you were so cruel to send her away like that." Waldstricker turned savagely upon the speaker, hands working convulsively and face and eyes ugly from fear and anger. "Never mind about that now Where's Elsie?" he demanded.
"Don't let her go, Ebbie," she gasped. "It's an awful place; a little bit of a hut " "I've been in it many times," interrupted Helen, with dignity, "and I do feel, Ebenezer " "I want no argument about the matter," said Waldstricker, sternly. "If she's in the condition Madelene says she is, then her home is no place for my wife.... It's shameful, absolutely shameful!"
Waldstricker contemplatively kissed each pink finger of the small hand he held, then pressed his lips to the soft palm. "I should like very much to have him, Helen," said he. "I'm very proud of your brother, you know." "You can't make me happier than to praise him," she smiled. For several minutes no more was said. Then Waldstricker spoke as though thinking aloud,
When the name fell upon Deforrest Young's ears, every muscle in his body became rigid, making him taller by inches. "Tessibel Skinner?" he repeated mechanically, as if he'd heard awry. "Did you say Tessibel Skinner?" Waldstricker took a long breath. Deforrest was receiving the action of the church with better grace than he had anticipated. "Yes, Tessibel Skinner!" he repeated. "She's with child."
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