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but now he heard the steady pounding
of hoofs and, startled by the sound,
looked up. A moment later the horse
man drew rein at his side.
"Ware!" he cried.
How are you, Carrington?' said
the planter.
You are wanted at Belle Plain, be-
gan Darlington, and seemed to hesi-
tate.
"Yes-yes, 1 am going there at once
now" stammered Ware, and gather
ed up his reins with a shaking hand.
You've heard, 1 take it?" said Car
rington slowly.
YES" answered Ware, in a hoarse
whisper. MY God, Darlington, I'm
heart sick; she has been like daugh-
ter to mel" he fell silent hopping
his face.
Il think I understand your feeling"
said Darlington, giving him a level
glance
Then you'll excuse me-" and the
planter clapped spurs to his horse.
Once he looked back over his shoulder;
he saw that Darlington had not moved
from the spot where they had met.
At Belle Plain Ware found his neigh
bors in possession of the place. They
greeted him quietly, and spoke in sub
duedtones Of their sympathy. The
planter listened with an air Of such
abject misery that those who had
neither liked nor respected him, were
reused to a sudden generous feeling
where he was concerned, they could not
question but that he was deeply AFFECT
ed. After all the man might have a
side to his nature with which they
had never come in contact.
When he could he shut himself in
his room. He had experienced a day
of maddening anxiety, he had not slept
at all the previous night, in mind and
body he was worn out; and now he
was plunged into the thick Of this
sensation. He must keep control Of
himself, for every word he said would
be remembered. In the present there
was sympathy for him, but sooner or
later people would return to their
sordid Unconditional judgments.
He sought to forecast the happen
ings of the next few hours. Murrelrs
friends would break jail for him, that
was a foregone conclusion, but the in
surrection he had planned was at an
end. Hues had dealt its death blow.
Moreover, though the law might be
impotent to deal with Mugpell, he could
not hope to escape the vengeance Of
the powerful class he had plotted to
destroy; he would have to quit the
country. Ware gloated in this idea Of
craven flight. Thank God, he had
seen the last Of him!
But as always his thoughts came
back to Betty. Slosson would wait
at the Hicks place for the man Muir
rell had promised him, and failing this
messenger, for the signal fire, but
there would be neither; and Slosson
would be left to determine his own
course of action. Ware felt certain
that he would wait through the night,
but as sure as the morning broke, If
no word had reached him, he would
send one of his men across the bayou,
who must learn Of Murrell's arrest, es-
cape, f1ight-for in Wares mind these
three events were indissolubly asso-
ciated. The planters teeth knocked
together. He was having a terrible
acquaintance with fear, it's very depths
had swallowed him up; it was black
pit in which he sank from horror to
horror. He had lost all faith in the
Clan which had terrorized half dozen
states, which had robbed and murder
ed with apparent impunity. which had
marketed it's hundreds Of stolen slaves
He had utterly collapsed at the first
blow dealt the organization, but he
was still seeing Murrell, pallid and
shaken.
A step sounded in the hall and an
instant later Hicks entered the room
without the formality of knocking.
Ware recognized his presence with a
glance of indifference, but did not
speak Hicks slouched to his en-
ployer's side and handed him a note
which proved to be from Fentress.
Ware read and tossed it aside.
IF he wants to see me, why don't he
come here?" he growled.
Il reckon that old fellow they call
Judge Price has sprung something
sudden on the colonel" said Hicks.
He was out here the first thing this
morning; you'd have thought he own
ed Belle Plain. There was a couple
of strangers with him, and he had me
in and fired questions at me for half
an hour, then he hiked off up to The
Oaks"
"Murrelrs been arrested" said Ware,
in a dull level voice. Hicks gave him
a glance of unmixed establishment.
"No!" he cried.
Yes, by Cod"
Who'd risk it?"
Risk it? Man he almost tainted
dead away-a damned coward He'll"
How do you know this?" asked
Hicks, appalled,.
Il was with him when he was taken
it was Hues-the man he trusted
more than any other!" Ware gave
the overseer a CHASTITY grin and was
silent, but in silence he heard the
drumming of his own heart. He went
on. Il tell you to save himself John
Murrell will implicate the rest of us;
we've got to get him free, and then
by hell-we ought to knock him in the
head; he isn't fit to live,"
The Jail amt built that'n hold him.!
muttered Hicks.
"Of course, he can't be held" agreed
Ware. And he'll never he brought
to trial: no lawyer will dare appear
against him, no jury will dare find
him guilty; but there's Hues, what
about him." He paused. The two
men looked at each other for a long
moment.
Where did they carry the captain?'
| iDOuire6 Hicks