It is a different young man every evening, and the watcher
follows at a distance so that he does not suspect."
"But how many people know of this arrangement?"
"Nearly every one in the county except the Cross-Roads people, though it
is not improbable that they have discovered it."
"And has no one told him"
"No; it would annoy him; he would not allow it to continue. He will not
even arm himself."
"They follow and watch him night after night, and every one knows and no
one tells him? Oh, I must say," cried the girl, "I think these are good
people."
The stalwart old man on the front seat shook out the reins and whined the
whip over his roans' backs. "They are the people of your State and mine.
Miss Sherwood," he said in his hearty voice, "the best people in God's
world--and I'm not running for Congress, either!"
"But how about the Six-Cross-Roads people, father?" asked Minnie.
"We'll wipe them clean out some day," answered her father--"possibly
judicially, possibly----"
"Surely judiciously?" suggested Miss Sherwood.
"If you care to see what a bad settlement looks like, we'll drive through
there to-morrow--by daylight," said Briscoe. "Even the doctor doesn't
insist on being in that neighborhood after dark. They are trying their
best to get Harkless, and if they do----"
"If they do!" repeated Miss Sherwood.
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