New Britain herald. [microfilm reel] (New Britain, Conn.) 1890-1976, 1921-11-30

her His next words were command,
like bullets
"kaynor take two men with you
you eau trust and track Smith down
I'll get more help here as soon as |
can get in touch with Kingston. Arm
your helpers, and get him dead or
alive, preferably living, however.
Jones !"
Yes. sir" A tall, picturesque
youth saluted as the trooper addressed
as Rayner singled out two men from
the excited loungnrs about the inn and
disappeared in the forest back of the
house, From the looks on the faces
Of the men selected | guessed that
they would have an especial zest in
hunting down the man named Smith.
His would be the fate Of most tyrants
dreaded and fawned upon for their
power.
Find old Kronish for me and
bring him here"
Take Me to Her"
Jones rushed into the house while
his superior officer went from man to
man Of the group before the inn,
questioning each closely. But at
Jones return, alone, his face dark
ened.
"Kronish is nowhere to be found,
sir" the young trooper reported. I've
been in every possible place in the
house. He's gone"
where's his wife,"
'Wringing her hands and mutter-
ing to herself I can't get anything
out of her, She's hysterical."
Take me to her"
He walked perhaps three steps in
the wake Of young Jones, then turned
bewildered, stunned by the news
which Bess Dean had given me con-
corning Dicky.
Dicky had been so occupied with
Bess Deans smiles and chatter that
he had not observed the insolent
treatment which the man Smith had
accorded me, but at some real or
fancied insult to her he had made a
scene and had followed a furious,
perhaps desperate man to-what?
My heart quaked with the possibii-
ties that might be out there in the
forest where my husband had gone.
Mrs, Graham Please !"
l came to myself with start, and
realized that Col. Travers must have
called me more than once.
Yes" I returned. You must par
don me. l.
will you come with me, please, at
Il sol AZ ic u
. help me from the car
Madee Summons Courage.
! accepted his aid mechanically and
vaguely as l walked beside
wanted me to do. We were inside the
inn, through the big deserted front
room and into a smaller room beyond
before he spoke,
mo man can handle an excited,
hysterical, old woman" he said. II
want you to find out from Mrs.
Kronish when she last saw her hus-
band. Use any means you wish, I will
De right here if you need me. She is
N there, Jones says" He pointed to a
closed door at our right.
WIFI IllS uly Effort pulltu my
self together as I walked toward the
closed door, trying to put all thought
Of Diclly out of my mind. For the
time I was a soldier under Col. Trav-
ars's orders, and-I Rugged the
thought-with the chance to atone
for my idiocy, at least in part.
Through the door came the sound
of laughter and sobbing, and ! rec
ognized the unmistakable hysteria.
ceremony I pushed the door
open. | found myself in a spotleSs
kitchen with a table in the middle Of
it, seated there was the swaying figure
Of a woman with an apron thrown
over her face. Two other women were
trying -heartedly to pull the
apron away, and I touched each on
the shoulder and signalled them au-
to leave the room.
They obeyed instantly-I guessed
that they knew I was representing the
officer. When l was left alone with
Mrs. Kronish I stopped and took the
twisting hands of the old woman in
my own, held them so firmly that she
could not squirm away, and shook the
apron from her face,