The bee. (Earlington, Ky.) 1889-19??, 1914-08-21
right 1912, by the Bobbs>MerriIl
Company
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| uedT you say IL! remember, mine
Is pointed at your stomach"
Correct place." approved Kent quiet
ly shifting his weight to his left foot
Its the seat of human courage. Wellr
as Schlager tapped pocket after pock
ct without result, you can't say
didn't warn you. Now, Frank
With the word there was a sharT
spat as the heel of Kent's heavy boot
flying up In the kick Of his own de.
vising, caught the sheriff full on the
wrist, breaking the bones and sending
the revolver a-spin into the darkness
As instantly Sedgwick struck, swing
ing full armed, and Schlager went
down, half stunned.
"Pin him, Frank" ordered Kent in a
low tone.
But Sedgwick needed no directions,
now that resolute action was the or
der Of the moment His elbow was
already pressed into the sherinrs bull
neck. Schlager lay still, moaning a
little.
Good work, my boy" approved
Kent, who had retrieved the revolver.
"Who dubbed me-" groaned the fall
en- man. 81 didn't see no third Teller
And what goods it going to do you
anyway? There you are. and there's
the robbed grave. Exaggerated by as
sault on an officer Of the law" he add
ed technically.
THAT is right, too. Kent" added
Sedgwick, with shaking voice. what
ever we do. / don't see but what we
are disgraced and ruined"
'Unless," suggested Kent, with mild
toned malice, 1--WE rid ourselves of the
only witness to the affair"
A little gasp issued from the thick
lips of Len Schlager. But he spoke
with courage and not without certain
dignity. ''You got me-" he admitted
quietly. IF it's KILN, why. l guess
it's as good way to go as any. An
officer murdered in the discharge of
his duty"
mot so sure about the duty, Schla-
GER" said Kent. with a change of tone
But your life is safe enough in any
event. Pity you're such CRATER. for
you've got your decent points. Let
him up. Sedgwick."
Relieved Of his assailant's weight.
Schlager undertook to rise, set his
hand on the ground and collapsed with
a grOan.
'Too bad about that wrist" said
Kent. I'm take you back in my car to
have it looked after as soon as we've
finished here"
Il s'pose you know I'll have to arrest
you. just the same?"
Don't bluff" retorted the other care
lessly. 1T wastes time. Steady!
Here comes the rest of the party"
Across the moonlit lawn moved brisk
ly the spare, alert figure OF the owner
Of Hedgerow house. His hand grasped
a long barreled pistol. He made
straight for the grove of graves. With
In five yards Of the willows he stopped.
because voice from behind one of
them had suggested to him that he
do so.
Il also am armed" the voice added
menacingly.
Hesitancy hickered in Mr.. Blair's
face for a brief moment. Then, with |
set jaw. he came on.
Two men of courage to deal with |
in a single night. That's all out OF |
commented the voice with |
a slight laugh. "Mr. Blair. really
should dislike shooting you"
who are you ?" demanded Mr.. Blair. |
Chester Kent"
What are you doing on my prop
erty at this hour"
Digging"
"Ah" IL was hardly an exclama- !
ton; rather. 1t was a contained COM
mentary. Mr.. Blair had noted the ex-
humed casket. You might better |
have taken my Offer" he continued |
after a pause of some seconds. II
think, sir, you have dug the grave OF |
your own career"
That remains to be SEEN" !
"Schlager. Are you there?"
Yes. Mr.. Blair. They've broken my
wrist and got my gin."
who are they?"
"Frnncis Sedgwick Is the other. at |
your service" answered the owner of
that name.
An extraordinary CONFUSION of rage
distorted the set features OF the elder
~ man.
you" he cried Haven't you done
enough without this?"
CHAPTER XIV.
The Turn of the Game.
NTRICKRN with amazement at
49, the hatred in the tone. Sedg-
~ wick stood staring. But Kent
stepped before the advancing
man. This won't do" he said firmly.
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