Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1902-12-13
CHAPTER TX.

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It was not an enviable position, but his
GOODNESS did not desert him. Had 1T not
been for the changing Of bolts below and
for the careful locking up of the house
he would have been disposed to regard
the arrival of Thomas Eastbell and his
companion in friendly spirit, despite the
scowls with which they favored hirn and
the anxious faces of the women.
Hanged if 1 didn't think SOP exclaim-
ed Thomas Eastbell, alias Vizzobini, TO
the crowned-head patronage department;
$50 this is why you have been creeping
about the Saxe-Gotha, is It? Well, what
have done, that you come into my crib
In this way? What have you got to
say2 he roared forth in louder key.
THAT you keep too big fire for the
time of the year, and that 1t isn't good
for your healths," said Reuben, in quiet
tone of voice. 81 have come to see your
sister"
"WelI, that's uncommon kind of you.''
"Tom." said Sarah, at this juncture,
"this is Mr.. Culwick-youDg Mr.. Gull
wick-our second cousin. You have
heard me speak of him. You must not
attempt in any way to interfere with
him.
w nat business mas uC Will Sou w AE
can't he mind his own business and let
YOU alone?" cried Tom. whats this
ond-cousin chap to us? What good is
he? What notice has he ever taken OF
US till now? Hang me! I don't believe
he's a cousin at all, but policeman try
ing to work up a case against people more
honest than hisself."
II came to help your sister,"
"Oh, that's it.! Eh?"
The interrogative was addressed to the
man looking over his shoulder, who had
touched his arm and whispered in his
ear, keeping his eyes fixed upon Reuben
meanwhile.
my friend remarks" said Mr.. East
bell, with grim smile, that if you have
come to help the family, perhaps you will
be kind enough to prove your words by
doing the handsome to US people out of
luck"
You mean give you money? Then,
gentlemen, I am sorry that l can't help
you"
But you must" growled forth the
man in the background, who had recent
ly whispered to Tom Eastbell; you've
walked in without leave after the gal, and
you'll pay your footing before you GO
II think not" sad Reuben Culwck.
"Then you'll have to STOP" cred the
man. The house locked up for the
night and we can't afford to part with
you; can we mate?
Am l to understand that I'm a pris-
oner?" inquired Reuben, sternly.
"Theres men down stairs who say
you're a spy on Them" said Tom, in fur
Their explanation, land they're Irish, and
soon riled."
II am not afraid of them
ask my sister; p'raps you'll take her
word Sally" he said, twill the Peter
sons stand as much Of this man as
have?"
"They will not come up here" cried
Sarah.
"They're sitting on the stairs waiting
said Tom, land they will know all about
this fellow They are as sure as l am
that he is a detective What now" as
cold air rushed in, and Mrs. Eastbell he
gan to cough herself to pieces.
''There's mischief meant" cried Sarah:
Il shan't leave this window while Mr..
Culwick remains, and I will scream my
heart out if you touch him. This is
dreadful house, SIR" she said to Reuben,
with dreadful men in it. Be on your
guard"
Come back from that window" reared
Tom.
81 will do nothing of the kind cried
Sarah standing there erect and defiant;
"till Mr.. Culwick is allowed to quit this
place I'll not move away"
Don't you see how you're making your
sister-in-law cough, you brute? said
Thomas Eastbell. eff we were the Forty
Thieves you couldn't make more fuss.
Why
He was siding step by step toward his
sister as he spoke, when Reuben CulWick
crossed the room in one stride, and thrust
him forcibly away before his panther-like
spring could fasten on hers 1t was a bold
move. assuming the offensive in this fash
ion, but Reuben had grown angry ut re-
straint, and it was the time to act or
never. Reuben's thrust sent him stag
gering with violence against his friend,
who. taken off his guard, received Toms
bullet-head between his eyes. and fell
backward into the passage, with Tom on
the top of him. The clear doorway sug
gested q temporary expedient and Reu-
ben closed the door quickly, locked it
with the key and set his foot against the
lower portion of the woodwork.
"There'll be murder done now" said
Mrs. Eastbell, wringing her hands: "oh,
you fool to come to this place! Call out
you'll give EN- money or they can have
your watch-say something. They're
coming up the stairs"
''Who are they?" asked Reuben, stern
ly now.
"Coinersp'
He could hear the trampling rush Of
heavy feet up the stairs, and then the
door creaked and shook with the heavy
pressure Of shoulders from without.
Sarah Easthell was as good as her word.
Her watcheui dark eyes had observed
the door vibrating, and a scream of extra
ordinary shrillness and volume startled
the echoes of Potter's Court
oh! don't, Sally-it's only their fun,
perhaps" cried Mrs. Eastbell; but Sally
screamed again with fifty horsepower,
and then swept from the window sill
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