The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1912-01-24

the excellent management you have
given her estate. They have been try
ing to find you in Memphis, so the
sooner you show yourself the BETTER
he concluded significantly.
you are sure you have her safe,
John; no chance for discovery? For
Gods sake get her away from here as
soon as you can; it's an awful risk
you run!"r
She'll be sent down river tonight, .
said Murrell.
Captain" began Slosson, who up to
this had taken no part in the converse
ton, when are you going to cross to
tother side Of the bayou?'
"Soon," replied Murrell. Slosson
laughed.
81 didn't know but you'd clean for.
got the Clans business. l want to ask
another question-but first want to
say that no one thinks higher or more
frequent of the ladies than just me !,
I'm genuinely fond of 'em and I've
never lifted my hand agin 'em except
in kindness" Mr.. Slosson looked at
Ware with an exceedingly virtuous e>
preston of countenance. He contin,
ued "Yo' orders are that we're to slip
out of this a little afore midnight, but
suppose there's a hitch-here's the
lady knowing what she knows and
here's the boy knowing what he
knows"
There can be no hitch" rasped out
Murrell arrogantly.
81 never knew speculation that
couldn't go wrong; and by rights we
should have got away last night
"Well, whose fault is it you didn't
demanded Murrell.
"In manner it were mine, but the
ark got on sandbank as we We're
fetching it in and it took us the whole
damn night to get clear"
"Well?" prompted Murrell, with a
sullen frown.
Suppose they get shut Of that no
ton of theirs that the lady's done
drowned herself; suppose they take to
watching the river? Or suppose the
whole damn bottom drops out of this
deal? What then? The lady, good
looking as she is, knows enough to
make west Tennessee mighty on
healthy for some of us. say, suppose
it's a flash in the pan and you have
to crowd the distance in between you
and this part of the world, you can't
tell me you'll have any use for her
them Slosson paused impressively
"And here's Ware feeling bad, feel
ing like hell" he resumed. Him and
me don't want to be left in no trap
with you gone God only knows where"
"I'l send man to take charge OF
the keel boat. can't risk any more OF
your bungling, joe"
That's all right, but you don't an
swer my question:" persisted Slos-
son, with admirable tenacity of pur.
pose.
"What is your question, Joe?"
"A lot can happen between this and
midnight"
If things go wrong with us there'll
be blaze at the head of the bayou;
does that satisfy you?"
"And what them"
Murrell hesitated.
What about the girl?" insisted
Slosson, dragging him back to the
point at issue between them. LAS a
man | wouldn't lift my hand ag'in no
good looking woman except, like !
said, in kindness; but she can't be
turned loose; she knows too much.
What's the word, Captain-you say
it," he urged. He made gesture OF
appeal to Ware.
Look for the light; better still
look for the man I'll send!' And with
this Murrell would have turned away.
but Slosson detained him.
Who'll he be-"
Some fellow who knows the river"
And if it's the light?" asked the
tavern keeper in a hoarse undertonc.
Again he looked toward Ware, who
dry Tipped and ashen, was regarding
him steadfastly. Glance met glance.
for brief instant they looked into
each others eyes and then the hand
Slosson had rested on MurrelT's shout
der dropped at his side.
CHAPTER XVII.
The Judge Meets the Situation.
The judges and Mr.. Mahaffy's cele-
bration of the formers rehabilitated
credit had occupied the shank of the
evening, and the small hours of the
might, and that part of the succeeding
day which tho southwest described as
soon in the morning; and as the stone
Jug, in which were garnered the
spoiIs of the highly confidential but
entirely misleading conversation the