The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1915-12-09

himself.
Not bad, is it@" I asked.
No; only a scratch on the wrist" he
shortly. and the next instant
ne a swung himself w the wall
and disappeared.
CHAPTER VI.
THE SCREAM IN THE NIGHT.
For some moments, I stood staring
up into the darkness, half expecting
that shadowy figure to reappear, de-
scend the ladder, and rejoin me. Then
l shook myself together. The fact that
our plot was really moving, that Swain
in the enemy's country, 81 to
speak, gave the affair q finality which
it had acked before. 1t was too late
now to hesitate or turn back; we must
press forward. I felt as though, after
declared Inc the advance defi-
nitely begun. So it was with q certain
sense OF relief that I turned away,
walked slowly back to the house, n
sat down against upon h porch to
wait.
amt or an easy thing, and 4
found it that night most unpleasant
and uneasy For, before long doubts
began to crowd upon me-doubts
of the wisdom of the course L
had subscribed to. 1t would have been
wiser, I told myself, If 1t had been /,
and not Swain, who had gone to the
rendezvous; wiser still, perhaps, to
have sought am interview openly,
and to have made sure OF the facts
before seeming TIC encourage what
might easily prove to be O girls more
or less romantic illusions. A midnight
interview savored too much of melo-
drama to appeal to a middle aged
lawyer like myself, however great its
appeal might be to youthful lovers.
AT n rate, I would be certain that
h need was very great before I con-
sented to NEEDLE further.
Somewhat comforted by this resolu-
ton and by the thought that no rea
harm had as yet been done, / struck
IA match N looked at my watch. 1t
was 1880. Well, whatever the story
was. Swain was hearing it now, and I
should hear it before long. And then
i caught the hum of al approaching
car and was momentarily blinded by
the glare of acetylene lamps.
Hello, Lester" called Godfrey's
voice, "Ill be back in a. minute" and
he ran the car ON toward the rear of
the house.
I stood up with a gasp OF thankful
ness. Here was some one to confide in
and advise with. The stretch of lone
ly waiting vas at an end: it had been
a trying evening.
I think the warmth of my greeting
surprised Godfrey, for he looked at
me c~uriously.
"sit down, Godfrey" I said. .I've got
something to tell YOU"
what, discoveries already?' he
laughed, but he drew a chair close to
mine and sat down. well, what are
they?"
I began at the beginning and related
the days adventures. He listened with
out comment, but / could see how Ids
interest grew.
$50, young Swain is over in those
grounds now" he said thoughtfully.
when 1 had finished.
Eyes; he's been there three-quarters
Of an hour"
why do you suppose Miss Vaughan
named sc late an hour?"
Il don't know. Perhaps because she
was afraid of being discovered earlier
than that-or perhaps merely because
she's Just a romantic girl"
Godfrey sat with his head bent in
thought for a moment.
II nave it," he said. A 1880 every
night her father and the adept go up
to the roof, to remain there till mid
night. That is the one time of the
whole day when she is absolutely sure
to be alone. Come along, Lester!"
He was on his feet now. and his
voice was qufvering with excitement.
w mere are you gong (! / asked.
up the ladder. 1t is nearly IL. If
the star falls as usual wen know that
everything is all right. II It doesn't"
He did not finish, but turned away
among the trees. In a moment we were
at the ladder; in another moment we
were high among the leaves, straining
our ayes through h darkness.
"Pm going to look at my watch"
said Godfrey in a low voice. Lean
back and screen me-"
I heard the flash Of the match and
saw a little glare of light against the
nearest leaves. Then Godfrey's voice
spoke again.
Its 8 minutes Of 12," he said.
There was a tension in his voice
which sent a shiver through me, though
I understood but dimly what it was he
feared. The stars We're shining bright
~. and once 1 fancied that / saw the
strange t appear among them: but
I closed my eyes for an instant and
looked again, It was gone. Slow min
ute followed minute, and the hand
with which I clutched the ladder began
to tremble. The sight Of that myste-