The Black Hills union and western stock review. [volume] (Rapid City, S.D.) 1904-19??, 1905-02-10

coat turned up around the lower part
of the face, and his hat pressed over
the forehead, shot past at a rapid pace
In an instant the inspector recog-
nzed George Bostock. and without
hesitation followed in his footsteps.
CHAPTER NXII.
George BoStock's uneasineSs. gloom
and fear were intensified by his con-
Versation with Mackworth. If what
the Inspector said were true, then prob
ably olive DumbartOn would incur the
penalty Of the law. AS the victim of
clrcumStantial evidence she would suf-
fer, as many an innocent man and
woman had suffered before.
This idea, with all is consequences
aid all it's terrors forcing itself upon
aim, nearly drove him mad. He walked
backward and forward in the room, all
his thoughts Whiring in distracted ed
dies, SO that it became impossible for
him to reason. a band of hot iron
seemed to press itself around his head
the atmosphere grew intolerable, and
he resolved to leave the house, feeling
that he must have air and motion,
and conscious that the night with its
darkness and dreariness, would be in
keeping with his mind.
Starting from the mansions which
were situated near Baker street, he in
voluntarily turned IN the direction of
he had Of late spent many an hour; but
suddenly realizing how intolerable it
would prove to be near her, and yet be
unable to afford her hope or comfort
in this. the bitterest day that had
daWned for her since the occurrence of
the tragedy, he took an opposite di-
rectlon. and SO passed the doorway
where MackWOrth had taken Temporary
refuge.
Where he went the publisher scarce
~ knew, and did not care. his great de-
sire being to rush onward beyond the
thoughts that overwhelmed, beyond the
conflict that distracted him. In the
nlack SKY there was no sign of stars
the rain fell in steady downpour, and
now and then sudden gusts of wind
swept the cheerlesS Streets
turning down the Marvelbone road
he strobe rapidly forward his head
bent, his umbrella coming into collision
with and knocking against those of
other passengers. On crossing the
roadway he took no heed of the traffic
to right or left of him; rain drenching
him, mud splashing him. voices calling
to him, he unheeding all.
Mackworth. stout, and with no length
of leg, had almost to run that he might
keep pace with him; but determined
to discover the object Of this walk, the
Inspector breathleSsly pursued George
Bostock, always keeping in sight of his
tai! figure fitting through the darkness
but traceable as he passed from one
faint and yellow gas light to the other
Heartily MackWorth wished he would
Slacken his speed or take a cab, that
this chase might be conducted under
hope seemed vain.
AT last BOStock paused irresolutely
on reaching the ratings fronting Mar
velbone church, and Mackworth, sta
toned at little distance and still
breathing hard, gratefully hailed the
respite, and then began to wonder If
this was place of appointment. AS
the publisher fingered there the church
clock rang out the hour of 10, the
sounds being borne down to earth or
waited away into air as the winds blew
them at their will; then as silence sue
ceeded he started forward once more
Mackworth on his trail.
And SO passing the Portland road
station, George Bostock walking rapid
ly came to the bottom of Hampstead
| road. up which thoroughfare he turned
Here the traffic, great by day is little
less by night. Tram cars with their
belled horses. omnibuses with their
heavy loads and bawling conductors
! wagons rolling cumbrously forward
and cabs with their swift motion made
terrible din, while the white glare
of electric light. the flare of gas jets
above the open fruit stalls, and the
lamps of passing vehicles made the
road in parts as bright as day.
Still, with assuming Indifference tc
his surroundings, George Bostock
pressed hurriedly forward, looking
neither to one side nor to the other his
eyes staring absently, into space, his
| browS contracted in thought, until, as
! he gained the senter of the thorough
fare he would cross, there came upor
] %t srrI,t oh
voices raised in fear and warning, fol-
lowed by the sound of horses hoofs
| drawn rapidly backward upon the stone
| paved roadway, and the rushing of fee
from every point. Then succeeded 6
| deadly silence of hushed expectancy as
4 policeman bent above the publishers
/ figure lying in the black slush without
perceptible motion, it's face to earth
/ it's arms wide outstretched, its legs
huddled beneath the body.
While the crowd surged forward
\ Mackworth quickly made his way
through its ranks, until he reached the
inanimate form, which the policeman
inspector glanced with fearful antici.
patton at Bostock's face, now pale a:
the dead, it's half open lids showing
i CLASSY eyeballs, the right temple
smeared with blood.
II fear it's all up with him." he saie
| In husky voice. appalled, by I'M:
shocking accident.
Il doubt it." answered the policeman
who now lifted Bostock in his arm
4 with the intention of placing him in
cab.
Mack worth assisted, saying:
Il know him, I'll drive with you t,
the hospital
A few minutes later and the pub
Usher was laid upon bed in a privat
A ward of the University hospital, whil
the wound chad received on the fhea.
from the hoof of dray horse was be
ing examined by the house surgeon. il
/ the absence OF the visiting surgeon
who had been sent for; medical stu
(, Sants and n,,rsinr sisters IN attend