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But only speak!" "May I ask," said Major Van Zandt coldly, "why you have twice honored me with a blow?"
She thinks he's here." "What? You mean here? Athens?" "That's what she says. The letter's been lying over at Conejo since Tuesday and the chances are she's there by this time." "But " "Oh, that ain't the worst. It was a confidential letter. She said " Scott paused in embarrassment. "I'm not telling you this for fun, Mrs. Van Zandt, but because I don't know what to do. You're a lady "
He moved with decision, for he was hungry, and Mrs. Van Zandt was fastidious as to hours. The office force ate its supper at six, and the fact that Marc Scott was the assistant superintendent and, in the absence of the superintendent on affairs matrimonial, in charge altogether, was no reason in the eyes of Mrs. Van Zandt why he should be late to his meals.
When the courier arrived at headquarters the next morning, it was to bring the report that Mistress Thankful Blossom, after assisting her lover to escape had fled with him. "The renegade is well off our hands," said Gen. Sullivan gruffly: "he has saved us the public disgrace of a trial. But this is bad news of Major Van Zandt." "What news of the major?" asked Washington quickly.
"I didn't, the lady in the case did it," responded Scott. "She'll tell you about it later. Whoop her up, will you, señor? It's getting chilly around here." Athens was dark and lonely-looking as the big machine reëntered it. There was the usual light in the store and one in the house occupied by Mrs. Van Zandt and Polly. Scott motioned to Pachuca to draw up in front of the cabin. Mrs.
By this time the wind had abated a little, and the moon was shining through some great rifts in the clouds, the waters of the cove reflecting a shiny path. The road was no longer in darkness; I could see it dimly, rising to higher ground. I will write again very soon, Your loving HELEN. From Mr. Walter B. Jelliffe to Miss Jane Van Zandt
Accordingly he and his brother-in-law, Henry Ward Beecher, both armed, drove the fugitive, in a covered wagon, at night, by unfrequented roads, twelve miles back into the country, and left her in safety with the family of old John Van Zandt, the fugitive's friend. It is from this incident of real life and personal experience that Mrs.
A few minutes later the sound of his horse's hoofs rang sharply from the icy hillside. But, as he reached the summit, two horsemen wheeled suddenly from the shadow of the roadside, and bade him halt. "Capt. Brewster, if this moon does not deceive me?" queried the foremost stranger with grave civility. "The same. Major Van Zandt, I calculate?" returned Brewster querulously.
He told me this, believing that I sympathized with him in his hatred of the commander-in-chief, and in his own wrongs and sufferings. I confess to my shame, Major Van Zandt, that two days ago I did believe him, and that I looked upon you as a mere catch-poll or bailiff of the tyrant.
"No, lady," replied Li, in his professional manner. "This not Mr. Scott, this Li Yow from Casa Grande. I come see sick boy," and he rolled off the horse. "Well, that's good, he needs you! Leave the horse and come in." Li complied and Cochise, released, started wearily for the corral. "See here," Mrs. Van Zandt led the way to the bedroom, "I guess you're pretty well used up, ain't you?
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