The Yale expositor., 1916-12-28
CHAPTER IV-contlnued.

5
With the closing of the doors behinc
him. in the dim light he distinguished
at the other end of the room the high
platform and desk where the judges
were to sit, when the court had been
transferred from old Vincennes. Re
hind the high-backed desk he would |
be absolutely concealed from view.
He made himself comfortable behind J
it and settled down to what promised |
to be a wait of several hours. Above |
him a square of azure showed through |
the unfinished roof. The afternoon
was warm. David was more tired than |
he had realized. He grew drowsy |
nodded . slept.
When he awoke without raising his
head, his ears caught the murmur of
voices that had seemed to run through
his dreams. All the light had faded
from the room, star shone through
she unfinished roof high above him.
The voices ran on at his ear. He
could hear them more plainly now.
Money? Why, l tell you, man,
there's barrels of it waiting at Nal
den" The voice was impatient, a
cultural harshness checked with an
effort to a whisper; sometimes 1t rose
as though its owner could with diff
Guilty constrain himself TO caution.
Barrels of it, l tell you. Heaps o
good dollars like maize in the Indian
villages"
"But do you think he is with us?"
David could scarcely repress a start
at the second voice.
The first speaker grunted cOntemp-
tuously. "And with blood on his
head? You're as sure Of him as you
are of me-"
The voice that answered was one
of hearty friendliness.
"There, there, Captain Girty, no Of
fense. But you'll admit that ! was
sent over to treat with you and you
only. And now you propose the name
0f this man. You must admit, Cap
tain Girty, that there's a bare chance
he would prefer a Yankee to an Eng
iish commission"
The man addressed as Girty swOre
irritably.
american? He hain't no more
American than / he. You promise
him q nice berth with the kings COM
mission and protection and he'll take
It,"
"And if he refuses?"
"No ones the wiser. I'll cut his
throat easy enough"
David thought the husky giggle
which accompanied the words would
have graced Satan.
"Well, We'll meet him tonight, then.
Where do you say he's to be found?''
"We'll meet at the forge at the cor
ner of Oak lane and Walnut-Israel
BUTTS smithy. He slips in and out
when he pleases."
''We'll meet there at midnightT
whereabouts. Give me time to git
some o. this liquor. We don't git good
wine every day in the wilderness.
And the backwoodsman chuckled
again wheezily.
David heard the faint shuttle of the
British agents steps as the two moved
away. The second mar must be bare.
foot, he thought. Then came the just
audible sound of the closing doors and
he was alone. He rose and hastened
through the growing darkness like 6
tattered ghost. He had still another
rendezvous with traitors to keep thai
night.
With q grunt a portly passer-by fell
his impact as he turned the corner; Il
was Cranmer himself, lingering on the
way to his inn.
"Why, it's David" he exclaime;
with bluff friendliness. GLOW are you
young man?" He crushed David's COLI
fingers In a mighty grasp. my boy
he went on sturdily, "Ive seen moth
ing in this town all day long su
drunken backwoodsmen. l don't thinl
they're folk you can depend on.
stick 20 old John Wesley, rest hi
honest soul I'm n Methodist, / am
even in a town where there's none t
preach. I'm hurrying back to m,
daughter, and then well have famil.
prayers together. Won't you join usf
He beamed on David with the eX
preston of one ready to suffer the In
duisition. But David stared at hin
I'm silence with a strange look ant
then abruptly turned away. What
fool he had been TO trust these Gran
mers for momentl He caught him
self-Lydia, for aught he really knew
was innocent of her fathers intrigueS
On the corner OF the lanes calle
Oak and Walnut the blacksmith shO
af Israel Butt, low barrack OF logs
showed no gleam of light from the In
terror to the chance passer-by. Da
vic, s,dden In the dark passagewaT q