The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1909-10-27
XIX.
THE FLIGHT FROM THE CAMP.

THE FLIGHT FROM THE CAMP. It was well on toward midnight when Grimbleshaw and Mrs. Calden left the hut. Twice the doctor had been out to look to the comfort of the horse, and give the husband and wife opportunity to speak alone their part ing words. Each time when he came back he found them unready for de- parture.
 Bull. sleeping quietly by the fire. fill- ed him with uneasiness, for he fancied the spy already on his way to Lance boro to bring help to force the hut and arrest Calden. However. this did not appeal to him sufficiently to cause for getfulres of the chance that when they left some one would be ready to seize CaIden and. perhaps. himself.
 Finally he came out and arranged the robes in the sleigh. and then went back for Mrs. Calden, who came lean ing on his arm and crying bitterly. in spite of his efforts to show her how much might depend on her firmness during the next ten minutes. He could feel her trembling with nervous agita- tion, which gave him more uneasiness with reference to the part she was to take and the effect upon her than would more open grief.
 s'Hou will unnerve him and hazard everything he whispered.
 At that she cried out. in a voice sharper than she had intended. but which was not without value if there were listeners:
 fsI must see him once more! Let me go back just a moment!"
 She turned and hurried back. to be admitted by Calden. who was holding the door slightly ajar.
 Grimbleshaw saw that the halter was ready to loose and then stepped back to the entrance. When he saw the figure that presented itself his heart nisgave him that Calden had abandoned the scheme. and it was not until he felt the difference of the arm placed in his that he was entirely re- assured At the instant he was help ing him into the sleigh there came roar and howl from Bull. who launched himself against the door with force that drove it to. for the few inches that Mrs. Calden was holding it open. He heard the bar of the door slip into
 
 he fancied he saw the shadow of a man darting around the corner of the hut It seemed a dastardly thing to drive away. leaving a woman in such a predicament. It was. however, the danger of nervous collapse he feared. rather than any. physical danger. so long as she had Bull with her.
 As soon as they gained the road he drove rapidly toward Lanceboro. Cal den sat silent beside him. without the slightest show of interest in his course. as if complete apathy had taken the place of his late excitement. About three miles from the clearing Grimble- shaw turned the horse into what ap- peared narrow lane between trees and underbrush. leading in the direc- ton of Brentwood. A half mile down the road he drew up before small house. in front of which was a dimly lighted window.
 Without getting out of the sleigh Grimbleshaw called three or four times, and at last a man came to the door. He appeared to have just risen from bed and to have thrown fur lined overcoat over his shoulders. He had smoking kerosene lantern in his hand. As soon as he recognized the doctor he began in a stumbling way to make excuses. seemingly without thought of the absurdity of supposing that any one had come at this time of night to collect a bill.
 To be Continued,)