Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1912-02-20
the women run out with the word that
Missy was done gone away"
He Joined in the search?"

fotched heah were seen in the gyardel
along about sundown. I seen then
myself"
"They had had supper?'
Yes, sah."
who sleeps here?"
Just little Steve and three of tn,
women, they sleep at the back Of tn
house, sah."
mo sounds were heard during th'
night?"
mo, sah."
I'll see the overseer-what's hi!
name?-Hicks? Suppose you go fol
} him!" said the judge, addressing the
sheriff.
> The sheriff was gone from the room
only few moments. and returned with
the information that Hicks was dowr
at the bayou, which was to be dragged
"Why?" inquired the Judge.
Hicks says Miss Malroy has beer
! acting mighty queer ever since Char
!, LEY Norton was shot-distracted like.
He says he noticed It, and that Tom
Ware noticed It.
How does he explain the boys dis
appearance?"
, He reckons she throwed herself in
and the boy tried to drag her out, like
he naturally would, and got drawed
in"
"Humph! I'll trouble Mr.. Hicks to
step here" said the Judge quietly.
There's Mr.. Darlington and cou-
pie of strangers outside who've been
asking about Miss Malroy and the boy
seems like the strangers knowed her
and him back yonder in Moth Caro-
lima" said the sheriff as he turned
| laway.
I'll see them" The sheriff went
from the room and the judge dismissed
the servants.
|, We'll, what do you think, Price,?
asked Mahaffy anxiously when they
were alone
Rubbish! Take my word for It.
Solomon, this blow is leveled at me.
have been too forward in my attempts
to suppress the carnival Of crime that
is raging through west Tennessee
You'll observe that Miss Malroy dis
lappeared at a moment when the pub
llic is disposed to think she has retain
ed me as her legal adviser, probably
she will be set at liberty when she
agrees to drop the matter of Nortons
murder. AS for the boy, they'll use
him to compel my silence and mac
ltion." The judge took long breath.
"Yet there remains one point where
the boy Is concerned that completely
battles me. II we knew just a little
more Of his antecedents 1t might cause
Ime to make a startling and radical
lmove"
Mahaffy was clearly not impressed
by the vague generalities in which the
Judge was dealing.
There you go, Price, as usual, try
ing to convince yourself that you are
the center Of everything!" he said, in
a tone Of much evaporation. Lets
lget down to business! What does this
man Hicks mean by limiting at sui
eide? You saw Miss Malroy yester-
day?"
You have put your finger on a
point of some significance" said the
Judge. "She bore evidence of the shock
and loss she had sustained; aside
from that she was quite as she has
always been."
well, what do you want to see
Hicks for? What do you expect to
learn from him?"
II don't like his insistence on the
idea that Miss Malroy Is mentally un-
balanced. It's a question Of some del
icacy-the law, sir, fully recognizes
that. 1t seems to me he Is overanx-
Iious to account for her disappearance
in a manner that can compromise no
one."
Here they were interrupted by the
opening of the door, and big Steve
admitted Darlington and the two men
of whom the sheriff had spoken.
"A shocking condition Of affairs,
Mr. Carrington!" said the judge by
way of greeting.
Yes" said Darlington shortly.
You left these parts some time ago,
II believer" continued the judge.
THE day before Norton was shot.
II had started home for Kentucky.
heard of his death when 1 reached
Randolph on the second bluff" ex-
Iplained Darlington, from whose cheeks
the weather beaten bloom had faded.
He rested his hand on the edge of the
desk and turned to the men who had
followed him into the room. This Is
the gentleman you wish to see" hesaid.
land stepped to one Of the windows; it
overlooked the terraces where he had
said good-by to Betty scarcely week
before.
The two men had paused by the
door They now advanced. One was
gaunt and haggard, his face disfigured
by a great red scar, the other was a
shock headed individual who moved
with a shambling gait. Both carried
rifles, and both were dressed in rough
homespun.
Morning. sir" said the man with
the scar "Yancy's my name and this
gentleman lows he'd rather be known
as Mr.. Cavendish."
The judge started to his feet.
Bob Yancy?" he cried.
Yes, sir, that's me-" The judge
passed nmbly around the desk and
shook the Scratch Hitler warmly by
the hand. where's my nevvy, sir
: what's all this about him and Miss
Betty?" Yancy's soft drawl was sud-
denly eager.
please God, We'll recover him
SOON" said the judge.
BY the window Darlington moved
impatiently. No harm could come to
, the boy, but Betty-a shudder went
! through him.
J They've stolen him." Yancy spoke