The Olneyville times. (Olneyville [Providence, R.I.]) 1887-1917, 1916-12-29
CHAPTER Iv-Continued.

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With the closing of the doors behlnt
him, in the dim light he distinguished
at the other end of the room the hlgl
platform and desk where the judges
were to sit, when the court had beer
transferred from old Vincennes. Re
hind the high-backed desk he woult
be absolutely concealed from view
He made himself comfortable behind
1t and settled down to what promised
to be wait of several hours. Above
him "a square of azure showed through
the unfinished roof. The Afternoon
was warm. David was more tired thar
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
the unfinished roof high above him
The voices ran on at his ear. He
could hear them more plainly now.
money? Why, | tell you, man
there's barrels of il waiting at Nal
den" The voice was inpatient, q
cultural harshness checked with an
effort to Il whisper; sometimes it rose
rs though its owner could with diff.
Guilty constrain himself to caution.
Barrels Of IL. | tell you. Heaps o
good dollars like maize I'm 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-"
of hearty friendiness.
'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
Of this man. You must admit, Cap
tain Girty. that there's bare chance
he would prefer Yankee to an Eng.
iish commission"
The man addressed as Girty swore
irritably.
american? lie hain't no more
American than / be. You promise
him a nice berth with the kings com
mission and protection and he'll take
It."
"And IL he refuScs?'
"No ones the wiser. I'll cut his
throat easy enough"
David thought the husky giggl,
which accompanied the words would
have graced Satan.
"Well. well meet him tonight. then
Where do you say he's to be found?'
"W9'l meet ut the forge at the cor
ner of Oak lane and Walnut-Israe
Butts smithy. He slips in and ou
when he pleases.'
"We'll meet there at midnight?"
'ThereabOuts. Give me time to gi
some o. this liquor. We don't git goot
wine every day I'm the wilderness.
And the backwoodsman chucklet
again whceZily.
David heard the faint shuttle of the
British agents steps as the two moved
away. The second man must be bare
foot, he thought. Then came the just
audible sound OF the closing doors ant
he was alone. He rose and hastenet
through the growing darkness like q
tattered ghost. He had still another
rendezvous with traitors TO keep tha
night.
With a grunt portly paSSer-by fell
his impact as he turned the corner; Il
was Cranmer himself, lingering on tn,
way TO his inn.
"Why, it's Davidw he exclaimed
With bluff friendlineSs. GLOW are you
young man? He crushed David's cole
fingers In mighty grasp. my boy
ne went or sturdily, 1--WE seen moth
ing in this town all day long bu
drunken backwoodsmen. i don't thinl
they're folk you can depend on.
stick to old John Wasley, rest hi
honest soul! I'm a Methodist, l am
even in town where there's none L
preach. I'm hurrying back To m!
daughter, and then Wen have famil!
prayers together. Won't you join us?
lie beamed on David with the ex
preston of one ready to suffer the In
QUESTION. But David stared ut hin
i'm silence with strange look an,
then abruptly turned away. What ;
fool he had been 10 trust these C-an
mers for a moment 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 rho
OF Israel Butt. low barrack of logs
showed no CLEAN OF light from the in
terror TO the chance passer-by. Du
vsd hidden in the dark passageway a