The Washington times., 1909-05-17

, see the squire-she's easily excited. you
/ know"
Surely, JIM" replied the old man,
''and If we do find anything
''All / ask is that you dc not let any
one see it except the justice"
You don't want to cone, Jim?''
THE court thinks that perhaps the
young man had best accompany us-to
give details o. the alleged struggle and
so forth, and the squire looked ex-
tremely wise.
''Will-wiil the prisoner be safe, and
will you, squire instruct the sheriff not
to let any one talk with him. Jim re-
queste6.
Il have been remiss," apologized the
justice, Gin not thinl5in' o. thet.'
Then approaching the gypsy's custo-
dian he spoke ImpressiveIy: The court
officially instructs ye, Bill, not to let
| nobody talk tee yer prisoner, an I
don't need ter warn yer thet he's er
purity big feller an er strong un."
With bit Of uneasiness over Ieav-
ing the man whom he had worked so
hard to capture, Jim followed the doctor
and squire from the Office down the
steps of the building. and the three
started Off in the direction of the Cor
don home
From the Office where sat the giant
gypsy and his keeper the spectators
began gradually to file. and as each
passed from the front entrance onto
the quiet street he would cast a glance
At the fast disappearing triS on their
way to test the truth Of the story which
Jim had told.
There was no lack OF interest in the
approaching denouemeut, ana from
various vantage POINTS the spectators
watched for the return of the squire.
that they might be On hand to hear
the news of success OF failure.
Inside the office Only the sheriff. his
prisoner. and Frank Flick remained. all
putting on long cigars vhIch Black had
furnished.
Understand English?" fnqufred
Black of the gypsy.
The same silence which had baffeo
Jim followed, but the mans black eve
winked knowingly as he motioned quick
ly toward the sheriff.
''Oh." laughed Black, don't be
afraid Of the shtriff; he's a friend of
mine, and"
say. Mr.. Blacl;,'' interposed the Of
fetal slowly. the justice said nobody
wasn't to talk to him. And 1 got to
mind the squire, .you know
See here. Bill, and Black showed
his impatlence, what's the matter with
you? Can't a lawyer talk to his client?"
The gypsy's eyes we're taking in the
situation, and he was apparently eager
IN find just how matters stood despite
his ignorance OF the tongue in which
the other spoke.
I'm sorry, Mr. Black. but I got or
ders, and I got TO obey them
Black thought intently while the other
men smoked in silence. Finally he rose,
stretched himself, and yawned good
humoredly. his impatience gone.
"All right, sheriff." he said, eft isn't
very important anyway. I've done all
can for the fellow and guess I'll 90
up 10 my office fer few moments. II
they come back and I'm not here, tele-
phone me, will your
The gypsy watched him keenly as
BlaciI moved toward the door. but the
sheriff was more intent on the ash OF
his cigar than on the others departure,
and so he missed the glance cast back
over his shoulder by the tall man as
he went out. But the giant gypsy
caught II, and smiled.
DR.. Jordan, Jim, and the squire pro-
ceeded in silence up the street and
now as they approached the gate to the
Gordon residence, Squire Baldwin
halted.
Young men," he said to Jim. this
may be a purity serious matter for ye,
an It's important thet we proceed regu-
lar. Now ye jest show me whar ye wuz
an ali about it,
1T was so warm began Jim. that
had decided to sleep In the hammock
I've been in the city for quite a while
end the air seemed good, so 1 was over
there"
He pointed to the place among the
trees where the hammock swung
Jest past thet saplin'. Go on"
We'll, I heard a noise about where I