The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-08-09
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Shaw? By love, do you know I'd completely forgotten that fellow" ex- claimed Cecil.
 ''I thought you were. going to shoot him or shoot at him or something like that. Can't you get him in ranger"
 "Qh, I Easp'+ really sint sesrpest about that, Barminster. You know we couldn't shoot at fellow for such a thing
 'Nonsense, Cecil,'' said his wife. 'sYou shoot poachers in England"
 "But this fellow isn't poacher. He's a-a gentleman, I daresay-in some re- spects-not all. of course, my dear, buts@
 ...0entlemant Ridicuousp' scoffed his wifess
 'T-yeR quite rieht-a ridiculous gen. tlsman, of course. Ha, ha! Isn't he, Bsrmtnster? But with all that, you know, couldn't have Tompkins shoot him. He asked me the other day if he shoul6 tzke shot at Shaw's legs, and \ toldRhim not to do anything so ab- sura- Panelope's heart swelled with relief, and for the first time that even ing she looked upon her brother with something like -sisteriytregard.
 'Tt didn't matter, however" said Lady Evelyn sharply. T gave him in structtDns yesterday to shoot any tres passer from that side of the line. I can't see that we owe MT. Shaw any especial consideration. He has insulted and Ignored me at every opportunity. Way should he be permitted to tres rass more than any other common hwbreakeRf If he courts charge of hirdahot he. shoald not expect to es- cape scot flee. Bir1shot wouldn't kill d man, you know, but 1t would"-
 But Penelope could restrain herself no longer. The heartlessness of her sister-in-law overcame her prudence, and she interrupted the scornful mis- tress of the house, her eyes blazing, but her voice under perfect control. Her tan young figure was tense, and her fingers clasped the back of Miss Folsom's chair rather rlgidly.
 AT suppose you know what happened this morning. she said, with such ap. pRfent restraint that every one looked mt her expeceantly.
 i ADo you mean in connection with Mr.-with Jack the Giant Killerr' ask cd her ladyship, her eyes brightening.
 aSome one of your servants shot him this morning. said Penelope, with. great distinctness. There was breath less silence in the room.
 sshot him 7sa agasped Lord Bazel- ,f7 -fo0 var white.
 sNot-not fatallyT exclaimed Eve lyn. aahast in spite of herself.
 ..No. The instructions were carried out His wound in the arm is trif1ing. Baf the coward was not so generous when it tame to the. life of his inno- cent, harmless dog. He killed the poor thing. Evelyn, it's-it's like murder!'
 aOh," cried her ladyship, relieved. "He killed the dog. I daresay Mir. Shaw has come to realize at last that we are earpesttR this. Of eo1lrse am hglad @1ataahw hAW is nds @aahy hurt. Aall, a few shot in the arm. will hardly Nep him in bounds. His legs were in tended" she laughed lightly. What miserable aim Tompkins must take"
 "He's a bit off in his physiology, my dear" said Cecil, with a nervous at- tempt at humor. He did not like the expression in his sisters face. Some how, he was ashamed.
 "Ohs it's bad enough" said Pene- lope 'Tt was his left arTn-the upper arm, too. I think the aim was rather good
 Pray, how do you know all of this, Penelope2" asked her ladyship, lifting her eyebrows. "Pve heard that you see MT. Shaw occasionally, but you can't be his physician, Pm sure."
 Penelope flushed to the roots of her hair, but suppressed the retort which would have been in keeping with the provocafion.
 ~Oh, dear, nor' she replied. 'I'm too soft hearted to be physician. saw MT. Shaw just after the-ah-the accident"
 You shaw Saw-I mean you saw ShawP'. gasped Bazelhurst.
 .'She sees him frequently, Cecil. It was not at all unusual that she should have seen him today. I daresay he WHlIGU U0 SuOW yOu HIS WOuu0 US1OLG going to a surgeon"
 Penelope could not resist the tempta- ton to invent story befitting the mo- ment. Assuming look of concern, she turned to her brother and said: ''He is coming to see you about it to- morrow, and he is coming armed to the teeth, attended by large party of friends. MT. Shaw says he will have satisfaction for the death of that dog If he has to shoot everybody on the place."
 "Good LordF' cried the duke. There was instant excitement T believe the wretch will do it too."
 "Oh, say, Bazelhurst, settle with him. for. the dog. said De Peyton nervously. He looked at his watch and then at his wife. The entire party now was listening to the principal speakers.
 "Nonsenser' exclaimed Lady Evelyn. "He won't come It's all buster. Don't let it frighten you, Cecil. know the manner of man."
 "I wish you could have seen him this morning." murmured Penelope, thoroughly enjoying the unexpected situation. Her conscience was not troubled by the prevarication.
 "By love, think it would be wise to send over and find out what he valued