The herald-advance. (Milbank, S.D.) 1890-1922, 1908-11-06
"The Shadow Between"
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SILAS K. HOOKING.
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ITO you, perhaps, but not to We"
they protested.
well, then, don't ZEE see as how
the curate must have found Nevins
here on the job, and as there amt no
sign of a struggle Nevins must have
took to his 'eels an the curate after
him."
But that don't explain neither Of
'em bein' seer Since"
I'm course. That's what we've got
to find out. Nevins like enough nd
make across Penny Downs, straight
for Cligger Junction station. We've
got to find out if anybody answering
to his descriptions been SEEN"
But what of the curate?" said
John Dinnick, a blue-eyed fisherman.
1T seems to me it's our business to
look for he"
voices; that's our business. We've
got to scour Penny Downs from end
to end"
Five minutes later Penny Perth was
deserted, and the moor beyond the
cliffs was dotted with human beings,
all marching in the direction OF Gig
ger Junction.
1t was growing dusk when an over
grown lad of some fifteen years of age
stopped a m by the ~churchyard
wall and inquired II there was a po-
liceman about.
"What do you want Of a police
man." she asked, sharply-"a boy
like your"
81 don't want no pleece myself the
boy answered, sullenly. But ones
wanted up Rownskilly way"
who wants him-what for?" she
demanded, quickly.
MANS been stuck, or somethin','
was the slow reply.
The woman gave a little cry, which
brought two or three other women to
her side.
whats the matter? What's hap
pened?" they asked. eagerly.
"The boy says that a man has been
stuck up Rownskilly way, and he
wants a Policeman"
The women gasped and Looked
blankly at each other. There was
scarcely a man left in the village.
Every one that could be spared was
ont on Penny Downs, the policeman
among the rest. What if this boy had
the real clue to the mystery?
as the man dead?" n OF the
women asked, family.
Dunno" the boy replied. II amt
seer i'm, but l reckon he is"
who sent o here?" was the next
question addressed to the boy.
amos Bilkey. He's
with rheumatics. I met him trying to
hobble across the downs. He says
to me, Boy says zee, you go down
to st. Chloe, or somewhere. and fetch
a doctor and q pleeceman; there's a
man been numbered
"'Murdered?' says l.
eyes; murdered says 'ee-stuck
with a knife an done for So
coined off as fast as l could"
But why did you not say at once
that you wanted a doctor?"
Zoos you didn't give mi time. Be-
sides eff there's beer . murder, what's
the use OF a doctor? A pleece Is the
man for the job"
By this time a considerable crowd
had gathered round the lad, while one
of the first arrivals had gone OF to
consult DR.. Bell.
The boy was still answering ques'
lions to the best of his ability when
the doctor drove up in his dog cart
where's the boy who brought the
news?" no demanded.
Here I be-" said the lad, with
Frightening eyes. Can 'ee give me
a lift?"
"Of course. I want you to show me
the way. Climb up behind. and be
quick about It,"
The boy needed no second bidding,
and a minute later the trap was
bowling away in the direction OF
Rownskilly.
The crowd Of m steadily in
creased, and was joined by the grand.
fathers OF the village and by strag.
glers from the country side. The
news the boy had brought was dis
cussed In all its bearings. For some
time no one had the courage to give
expression to the fear that was upper
most in all hearts-that the murdered
man might be the curate was a sug
gestion almost too terrible to be con.
templated; but the fear was voiced
at length by Mrs. Tamblyn.
Its Mr.. Grayton," she said, be
tween her sobs. can l shall never
forgive myself; never-never. When
ZEE didn't come 'ome last night, at
bedtime, l ought to have told every
body. Oh! l ought ought" and she
hid her face in her shawl and sobbed
afresh.
It wal late In the evening when DR.
Bell returned, bringing with him a
fairly full and complete version OF the
story.
CHAPTER XXI.
In Dire Straits.
When Grayton recovered conscious
ness the stars were shining brightly