Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1905-11-26
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her action, out the agent was a SpIe1Q1d Wnp,
and he guided her the rough road with rare
skill.
Onward for a good five miles, and then he turned
on to the moorand. Now tussocks of grass;
now through mole-hils, actually among the
heather, they bumped and 1oundered, but always
there was a steady hand on the reins, while the
poacher beside him, seadying Testers nerveless
figure The mare began to breathe painfully, and
Warren perforce had to sacken the mad pace
little
Man alive" he said for the twentieth time,
cant you realize what menace this doctor
fellow is to us?
60 your road, Master Warren and / II go mine,
retorted Leigh. He's a real man is the doctor,
and l won't have him hurt. And" he went on
with sudden fury, if you get up to any of your
cursed games with him will make you repent it.
My dear fellow answered Warren uneasily,
Il don't wish to hurt him, If we keep him quiet
for a week So that is all | want
Leigh relapsed into silence, and they drove on for
another couple of miles until they came upon one
of those roughly built shooting -boxes which
often the only buildings to be found amid the
wastes of the northern moors 1t was not shoot
ng-boX in the that is likely to regard the
term, but small tower, roughly built of the stone
to be found in the vicinity, and with just few
rooms sparsely furnished to accommodate the
sportsmen-real sportsmen-who used it. Now,
when there was shooting, it was left without
a caretaker, 50 it utterly deserted house in
front of which Warren drew rein.
81 will open a window in a moment said Leigh,
jumping down. Soon the bolts of the front door
grated and he appeared at the entrance. Now
them" He lifted Lester in his strong arms and
carried him in, followed by Warren
Lester regaining his senses. He moved
his limbs and groaned, and opening his eyes looked
vacantly around him. Then he scrambled INSTEAD
lily to his feet, his mind clear to all that had passed
up to the moment he was struck down, but in a
maze because of his surroundings. Warren,
unable to meet his eye fairly, assumed expression
of sneering contempt. But Lester did not concern
himself with the agent. He turned upon Leigh
with fury the less intense for being repressed
Now he said with biting scorn. This is
backmail, of course, How much do you want?
Nothing from you sir" retorted the poacher
sturdily. But you have dropped into some bust
ness between Master Warren and myself-business
which makes you dangerous-and you must not
blame us if we keep you quiet for a bit"
Z" If you can" said Lester jeeringly.
There was deal chair beside him. He picked
it up and swung it above him. But his head swan.
Leigh took the chair from his hands with what
might almost be called gentle courtesy
Il think we can" said Leigh. Now, sir, will
you promise to stop here quietly until tell you YOU
can co.
You internal IDIOT" broke in Warren
Leave him alone grow1ed the poacher. q
i know gentleman when | see VIII
you promise doctor?" *
No by Heaven, will not" cried Lester. ~
Very we'll, sir. Then l shall have to IVA
shut you up. RA9
Warren dragged the poacher to one side, IN
while Lester still hsf-dazed, watched them YIN
with the abstract curiosity OF a man who fsN
sees arrangements being made for his M
execution yet cannot appreciate the i'm EI
minence of his peril ~
You are madl' he heard Warren say hN
peevishly. Can't YOU see that he may 81
attract attention to HIMSELF This place Afs