The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1903-08-22


"stephen she whispered, every accent of her voice
low tho it was vibrating stop the trap Jump down and
see what that light Give the reins"
The obeyed, touched his hat, hastened away.
Frank hoped he left alone with the girl she
speak but it was not So She strained her eyes
in the direction the gone nothing.
Twenty minutes seemed to elapse before the groom
seen running towards them In reality it was not
more than many seconds. When within
disc of illumination it could be that his face
white scared he was trembling that his eyes
were dilated with horror.
miss Eleanor" he gasped, don't zee get OUT
drive zee back You can't do good. It's the squire.
II think he's met with some accident.
Scarcely had these broken words left mans
uous lips than Eleanor uttering low cry, sprang
the vehicle and ran towards the Pickering light.
Frank Holt in dismay, watched Eleanor disappear
the darkness He distinctly heard the grooms words,
and felt lnstinctively the indicated
dsaster-something worse than accident.
To remain inert and passive would show indif-
tened after Eleanor remane or not he
incurred her displeasure He had in the first instance.
offered to accompany might be of USE and
tho consent was granted, he panied to think.
grudg1ngly yet he had not been denied and this
couraged him.
The Pickering lights had changed. they di-
rected to which intervening prevented
him from seeing but the flying form of the girl
his footsteps
The cumps of brambles once passed Holt came face
to face with picture the horror of which
his brain with such vvidness long afterwards
could recall the sensation at will.
In the center of bright disc of
stables buls-eye on the sward, the of which
seemed in that artificial illumination of unnaturaly
paid tint man was lyinqnPn his back stark and mo-
toness. Norfolk jacket was flung open and his
shirt front had been with violence So much Holt
could see before he enough take in all
constable was "a man in velveteen
brooches gaters-one Forest verderers-
and this hearing Eleanor's approach, turned
towards her, apparently with to prevent her
coming nearer
why do stop me?" Holt cry in de-
spalring accents who has better right than to be
here?'
EYES, yes, of course, Miss Tremaine" returned the
man, hesitatngy. But Tn afraid father is past
She brushed him aside, and finging herself by the
PROSTATE man. gazed with wild and distracted looks
the face of Hugh Tremaine, but short time
full of health and manly vgor and lying
the fell hand Of death There could expana-
ton of those swollen and purple lips cheeks
those protrudng with that vacant CHASTITY
Eeanors faculties, stunned at first by the:
why have you not gone for doctor?" she de-
manded. srSs
The policeman and the looked each other
and neither spoke Both knew well that the Of
go instantly she cried. you will find my trap
in the Tell the possi-
BILE to Dr. Ramsden and bring him back Oh. what shall
I do? What shall do?'
She uttered words in what was wall of de-
spair, and stared heplessly at the dreadful sight.
The verderer to start to execute her COM
policeman suggested it would be better
if Miss Tremaine herself went doctor squire
said he, would be perfectly safe in their hands.
The mans intention if awkwardly expressed, was
well meant but it seemed to in the girl spirit Of
fierce opposition.
IT leave him?' she exclaimed. do you
that this is murder-murder shamefuly, cowardly
device? Oh, If he had but listened to
may be hope if you will only do what tell YOU"
This was to the verderer, who, after exchanging
glances with the constable shrugged his
strobe away.
And you" she cried turning almost savagely
constable, what have done to find the assassin?
He cannot be far Not half hour father
left me alone and WELL and>and him now"
Unutterable in her face, attitude her
gesture.
The constable sympathzed but at his wits end.
He had only been few months in the force
experience of anything serious than theft by
"stepney gypsy" scrmmage between drunken beam
feasters. A murder was quite outside his ken.
ct have sent the vederer to Chngford
ance," suddenly heard quiet voice
"I given him instructions go railway
insist officials noting every stranger
who books there. They also to wire all
lions to town. On his if he meets pa
troll is to send him here. Miss Tremane's as
gone the DOCTOR"
All this Frank Holt said in quiet, business like way,
s confidence