The Tabor independent. [volume] (Tabor, S.D.) 1913-19??, 1915-06-17


c~omposedly. but ! can bring charges
against him, can't II"
1T don't understand you, Mr.. Carr"
"Of course, / can't arrest him for the
very good a that he got wind of
my intention and skipped out-wen
say today"
Eric looked his perplexity.
Don't you catch my meaning ?"
asked Adam. with his first sign of en-
thusiasm. "Chetwynd isn't dead. Not
at all. He skipped out to avoid arrest"
IL see" murmured the other, light
breaking in on him.
II went through his pockets down
there In the cut" went on Adam He
had $500 In bills. He was certain that
/ knew everything. Judge Bright told
him enough last night to open his eyes
pretty thoroughly. He brought that
money out here to buy me off. He was
desperate, and he was willing to risk
discovery at the bank In order to get
me off his back, so to speak. So, you
see, all this makes 1T very simple for
US. When / go in tomorrow to accuse
him OF the crime, he won't be there.
His father will say that he hasn't been
at home since noon today. Then, I'll
tell him why. He has vamosed, that's
all there is to It." .
He leaned back and studied his
! young friends face once more, this
Il time DBlnB renewed 10 see Signs OF
hope and credulity there.
ooh, If l a only keep them from
finding out" said Eric, In agitated,
| eager tones. Il don't want to &c to
prison, Mr.. Carr. l wonder-I wonder
IL we an do 1t. You can do your part,
/ know, but can / face them? IL
never told a lie in my life"
You won't have to tell one now.
You keep your lips closed. Don't
breathe a word to a ~soul-never, so
long as o live, my boy" d
But / will have to sit by and Join
in the talk about him at home"
There won't be much said about
him at home, I'll promise you that. His
name won't be mentioned there"
But how will Uncle Horace explain
his disappearance? You forget that
II intend to explain It," said Adam
grimly. Il have all my proof in hand.
The story goes to the newspapers to-
morrew-all Of It,"
"oh. you can't do that! 1t would
kill Uncle Horace" Eric was gem
timely grieved.
Horace Blagden hasn't enough
money, all told, to buy my silence. I've
waited years for the chance to strike
back at him. Nothing on earth can
stay the blow-nothingi"
Eric watched his convulsed face in
a sort Of stupefaction for a few mo-
NneuIS, 1uCH his ullHu aDTupLly re-
turned to his own affairs.
They will find the body" he half
whispered.
II will attend to that. No one will
ever see that body after IL o'clock to-
night, unless the sea dries up and
leaves its bottom bare. No, my boy,
C~hetwynd's name will never be men
toned by his father after tomorrow. AS
for you, you won't have any choice In
the matter. Your uncle will give you
your orders. No one will be allowed
to mention his name in his home, or In
his presence IL he can prevent II. That's
how he will take 1t. I'm sorry for one
thing, Eric, but l won't hold 1t as a
grudge against you. You deprived me
scoundrel where he belongs-be-
hind the bars. ! have said to
myself I'd bury him in a prison cell. j
can't do that now, but 1 will bury him
somewhere else"
"You-you are a hard man, Mr.. carr.
| didn't believe any man could be SO
bitter, so hard"
I'VE won't talk about that, IL you
please" said the other coldly. You
can thank your lucky stars that I am
a hard mar and hat l am your friend.
You'd be in a devil Of a mess, If l were
not just what I am. Now, here are your
books and papers. / picked 'em up for
| JNo. LonC NiCLt ohNo 81 do II iAOtIilIlS
had happened"
Il can't do it! ri dream OF him all
the rest Of"
Rubbish! You're young and you'll
sleep a long sight better than you
would If you were in a cell, waiting
for the hangman,s moose. You have not
committed murder. Bear that in mind
always. 1t was an accident. Can't you
say that to yourself, over and over
again? You know II is true. Time will
do the rest for you. Now, get along
home" The mar arose n imperious-
ly motioned for his companion to be of
down the slope.
Eric hesitated. "What-what are you
going to do'"
Il am going to walk part way with
you"
And leave-leave it there alone?"
"Oh, it won't run away" said Adam
Besides, o forget it isn't there. It's
on the a. to New York to meet Bun
ME De Winnie"
II was grim humor. The speaker
himself chuckled over II, and Eric, in
a sort of hysterical terror, Joined in
with a harsh, staccato laugh that was
cut short by the sharp command Of his
conscience.
Is they came out upon the bridge
Adam Carr grasped his companion by
the arm and hurried him across, as Il
there were devils and witches behind
them.
II did that to keep you from looking
down into the raVine," he announced
in response to the look of amazemen,
in Eric's yes.
They walked rapidly down the mar
row, fast darkening road, between som
Der rocks and shaggy brushwood, with.
out so much as a single look backward
Neither spoke for q long time. A
last Adam Carr broke the silence BY
remarking. In the most casual way:
Il left the 500 in his pocket"
Eric looked up from the road, which
he had been covering with Ions, rigtC
strides, I'm glad of that, Mr.. Carr"
HE stole 1t, but that's no reason why
I should steal Il from him. I guess tn
bank won't go to the wall IL 1t nevei
} gets back"
mo, 1 guess not" said Eric mechan'
ically.
The sky grew darker. Long, THU
shadows from the slope above advanced
to meet them as they strobe into thu
falling dusk, shadows that seemed t
point eternally backward yer tn
shoulder of the w%retched boy, as II tell,
ing him OF the long, black road tina
Chetwynd's ghost was traversing II
the painful effort to catch up to him
crushed n mangled. but still revenge
. full.
Again Adam spoke. They were near