Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1912-03-20

sympathy. dor QOmlnatlnS emot1ou
seemed to be q sullen sort Of resent.
ment which lit up her glance with a
dull fire; yet her feelings were so
clearly and so keenly personal that
Betty understood the motive that had
brought her there. The explanation.
she found, left her wondering just
where and how her own fate was
linked with that Of this poor white.
"You have been waiting some time
to see me?" she asked.
Ever since along about noon"
"You were afraid to come to the
house?"
II didn't want to be seen there"
"And yet you knew was alone"
"Alone-but how do you know who's
watching the place."
do you think there was reason to
be afraid of that?" asked Betty.
Again the girl stamped her foot
with angry Impotence.
You're Just wastin' time-just fool
in 1t away-and you amt got none to
spare!"
"You must tell me what have to
fear-I must know more or I shall
stay just where ami"
well. then, stay" The girl turned
away, and then as quickly turned back
and faced Betty once more. Il reckon
he'd kill me II he knew reckon
I've earned that already
"Of whom are you speaking?"
He'll have you away from here to-
night"
HE? who -. and
what If I refuse to go?'
did they ask Charley Norton
whether he wanted to live or der
came the sinister question.
A SILVER passed through Betty. She
was seeing it all again-Charley as he
CROPPED among the graves with the
hand of death heavy upon him.
A moment later she was alone. The
girl had disappeared. There were only
the shifting shadows as the wind
tossed the branches OF the trees, and
the bands of golden light that slanted
along the empty path. The fear OF
the unknown leaped up afresh in Bet
TVS soul; in an instant flying feet had
borne her to the boys side.
"Come-come quick. Hannibal"
she gasped out, and seized his hand.
What is it. Miss Betty? What's
the matter?" asked Hannibal as they
fled painting up the terraces.
II don't know-only we must get
away from here just as soon as We
cant" Then, seeing the look Of alarm
on the child's face, she added more
quietly, Don't be frightened. dear,
only we must go away from Belle
Plain at once" But where they were
to go, she had not considered.
Reaching the house, they stole to
Betty's room. Her well-fiIled purse
was the important thing; that, togeth-
er with some necessary clothing.
went into q small handbag.
You must carry this, Hannibal; II
any one sees us leave the house
they'll think it something you are TAX
ing away" she explained. Hannibal
nodded understandingly.
Don't you trust your niggers, Miss
Betty?" he whispered as they went
from the room.
Il only trust you, dear!"
What makes you go? Was it some
thing that woman told you? Are they
coming after us, Miss Betty? Is it
Captain Murrell?"
Captain .Murrell?" There was less
of mystery now, but more of terror,
and her hand stole UP to her heart.
and, '4hite and slim, rested against
the black fabric of her dress.
Don't you be scared, Miss Betty!"
said Hannibal.
They went silently from the house
and again crossed the lawn to the ter
race. Under the leafy arch which can
opted them there was already the
deep purple OF twilight.
DO you reckon it were Captain
Murrell shot Mr.. Norton. Miss Bet
ty?" asked Hannibal in q shuddering
whisper.
"Hush-Oh, hush. Hanniball 1t is
too awful to even speak Of" and.
sobbing and half hysterical, she COW
cred her face with her hands.
But where are we going, Miss
Betty" asked the boy.
Il don't know. dear!" She had an
agonizing sense of the nights ap-
proach and OF her own utter helpless
ness.
"I'll tell you what, Miss Betty, let's
60 to the judge and Mr.. Mahany!"
said Hannibal.
Judge Price?" She had not thought
Of him as a possible protector.
why, Miss Betty, amt told you
he amt afraid OF nothin87 We could
walk to Raleigh easy II you don't want
your niggers to, hook up team for
you"
Betty suddenly remembered the car
riage which had taken the Judge into
town; she was sure 1t had not yet re-
turned.
I'VE will 80 to the Judge, Hannibal!
George, who drove him into Raleigh.
has not come back: IL We hurry we
may meet him on the road"
Screened by the thick shadows.
they passed up the path that edged
the bayou; at the head OF the inlet
they, entered acfeariug. ana crossing
this they came to the corn-field which
lay between the house and the high.
road. Following one Of the shock