Pierre weekly free press. (Pierre, S.D.) 1889-19??, 1907-04-11

man had seen him. and was coming
straight for him; he dived down and
lay fat, scarcely daring to breathe.
But the stranger, who evidently knew
the place well. came on steadily, until
he stood within few yards Of the spot
where Philip crouched; then he
stopped and looked straight across at
the distant chimneys of Chatter Hall.
AS he stood there Philip found himself
watching the man with an eagerness
greater than he would have felt at the
appearance of any chance stranger,
for he knew the face Of this man.
Once again he seemed to stand at
the entrance to a little court, leading
down to the river, at Woolwich; once
again, to see man dash past him, and
to catch glimpse of his face-gone
in an instant, and seemingly forgotten
but well enough remembered now.
Again, too, he seemed to stand on the
terrace at Chatter Hall, on the night OF
the burglary, striving to peer in
through a window; to see the curtains
suddenly flung back, and the room
bright with lights, and that same face
staring out at him. Small wonder that
his heart beat heavily as he lay
crouched among the bushes looking up
at the man above him.
The stranger, for his part, seemed
to hesitate what to do; made a step
forward more than once, as il to go
boldly across the road and up the path
to the house before him, and as often
stopped and turned about and waited
where he was.
Philip Chatter was beginning to
wonder what was to happen, and was
half-resolved-in the wild hurry OF his
thoughts which came crowding upon
him-to jump up and confront the
man, when another figure seemed to
spring almost from the grass near at
hand. and to make rapidly toward the
first conner. Philip, raising his head
quickly, no sooner caught sight of this
second man than he dropped down
fiat again at the bottom Of the ditch.
1t was inspector Tokely; and that
gentleman came forward with threat
ening aspect, and stopped within about
a yard of the other who was much
taller than himself.
Mr.. Ogledon, believer" said the
Inspector, grimly; and Philip almost
jumped cut of his place again at the
mention of that name.
well, what of it," was the surly re-
ply; and it almost seemed to the listen
ing man as though the speaker looked
Tokely up and down superciliousiy as
he spoke.
what of it, sir?" cried the other,
fiercely. ''This of it, Mr.. Ogledon-
that you have insulted and maltreated
the law, as personi6ed by me-in me,
sir! That have been lured into your
presence, and, while in the execution
Of my duty, have been struck On
tender spot-to wit, the head-by a
debauched companion of yours, and
with hard and heavy substance-to
wit, a decanter; such assault being
committed in order to delay, Illustrate,
postpone, or prevent the arrest OF a
certain person against whom l held a
warrant. And now, sir-What nave
YOU to say to that?" exclaimed the lit
tie man, suddenly losing his legal tech
nicalities in an outburst of fury.
81 daresay you think you have cause
Of complaint against me- began the
other coolly; but Tokely burst in again,
more furiously than ever.
"Cause Of complaint" he almost
shrieked when man and that
man an officer of the law n has
bump raised on his head which COM
pels him to wear his hat like glddy
youth on a. bank-holiday excursion,
and which prevents his lying with COM
fort in bed-and the abettor of the out
rage talks about cause of complaint!
wonder, sir, what you Will
think when you occupy cell on ac'
count of this-eh, sir?"
Ito BE Continued)