The Plymouth tribune. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1901-1911, 1905-02-09
Woman The Mystery
By HENRY HERMAN
By HENRY HERMAN

had chosen his point of vantage not
many minutes too soon.
| Il shall have to ask you to lie down,
/ and keep out Of sight, Miss Tenure"
said Quayle, crawling to a spot where ne
could catch a glimpse of the road through
the openings between the pines.
A couple Of minutes passed in breath
less silence, while the. tramp, tramp.
tramp of the horses approached closer.
and in few minutes more number of
horsemen, followed by considerable de-
tachment Of Southern cavalry, came
along the open road, some fifty or sixty
yards beyond them. When they had
passed away, Quayle crept down to the
side of the road, and looked out toward
the open. The cavalry had disappeared
at turn of the pike, and no other being
was in sight.
1--WE can go on now" said Quayle.
when he had returned to his companions
And they Immediately started ON their
| journey, needing no obstacles, climbing
over fences, crossing corn fields in full
stalk, and taking their course through
fields covered with brambles and black
berries. The road was a rough one for
woman, but Helene seemed determili-
ed not to be beaten by the two men.
As she walked along by Quayle's side.
and looked at the rough red beard. the
thin, sharp, unprepossessing face, and
the crafty. cool, oblong blue eyes, she
could not help saying to herself that this
was not the kind of man from whom she
would have expected gallantry and no.
bility of sentiment. But then she argued
with herself that appearances were often
Enthusiastically, and Henri's presence
somehow or other, gave her feeling of
security.
Thus they journeyed On, across fields
and through woods, up inclines and down
little dales, until, after passing through
a dense forest of pines, they arrived at
the edge of field where Helene could
see ruined hut, probably formerly used
as store shed.
81 want you to be very quiet at pres
ent, Miss Tenure" whispered Quayle
I'VE are now in sight of the Yankee
pickets. They cannot notice us becaus.
we are in the shadow, but il We advance
farther they will see us and fire upon us.
We shall have to wait here until the
early morning, when the thick mist,
which always rises from the low-lying
ground. will shelter us. Then we can
trees that you see on the left there, and
after that the rest of the journey will be
easy What l propose that you should
do, Miss Tenure, is that you will take
shelter in that hut there | know the
place. There is a quantity of straw in
one corner. You can rest there undis-
turbed, and we will watch outside"
With this, he led the way cautiously to
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nearly as she peered into the place The
moon was shining through the broken
roof. and in The greenish, patchy light
it looked as if it were haunted by ghosts.
The corner where the straw lay was
dark as pitch.
You need not be afraid" Quayle went
on, in an encouraging whisper. "The
little shed is not hotel or a palace, but
you will find it more bearabie than you
think. 1t is a fine night, and you will
not feel cold 1 suppose you must be
thirsty" he said, singing around his can
teen. MAY offer you drink of wat
erY
He had already unsupported his can
teen, in which Henri had seen him pour
the contents of the poison bottle, when
Helene stopped him.
Thank you," she said. 81 am very
much obliged to you, but 1 have in my
satchel flask of cold tea"
With this she opened her satchel to
take out the flask. and in doing so SEEM
ingly unconsciously showed a revolver,
small one, but quite big enough to
make her personality respected. Quayfe
hit his lips, and if it had not been for
the treacherous moonlight, Helene might
have seen him turn gray with disappoint-
ment and rage. But there was nothing
to be said. Helene entered the hut.
Course my luckw muttered Quayle to
himself. THAT is the first dsappoint-
ment Are there any more coming? l
shall have to wait until she really falls
asleep of her own accord. 1t would not
do to attempt it while she is awake. She
would scream, and in the silence the
pickets over there would hear her, and
that would spoil all possible chance of my
tale being believed. Mr.. Demon might
tuke it into his head to charge me with
numbering the woman, and it would not
take him long to get me hanged if he
made up his mind that way"
He crept up to where Henri sat at the
foot of tree.
"She would not drink from my can
teen," he whispered.
II should link not" replied Henri
grimly. Your face not your fortune. If
/ you, ven start on work like zis, change
face, sell face, get anozer if must steal
it Your face not inspire confidence"
Silence" growled Quayle. "Why
don't you shout? Do you want her to
hear you? We shall have to wait now
until she is really asleep, and then you
will have to do it. When the mist is on
the land, sound travels strangely, and
the pickets won't know where that shot
was fired You will have to be careful
to fire it In the hut, so that they shall
not see the FASH Mind you aim straight
at the head, so that, If possible, one shot
will be sufficient. Remember Toulon.
and avenge us both"
CHAPTER XVII.
Thoroughly wearied out, Helene had
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