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14
SYNOPSIS.
The scene kt the opeplng of the story Is
laid In the library of an old worn-out
louthern plantation, known as the Bar-
Jny. place is to be sold, and Its
History aha that of the owners, the
.Jul n tarda. Is the subject of discussion by
lonathan Crenshaw, a business man. a
itrenger known as Bladen,, and Bob
Yancy s farmer, when Hannibal Wayne
Hazard, a mysterious child of the old
•outbern family, makes Ills appearance.
Yancy tells how he adopted the boy. Na
thaniel Ferris buys the Barony, but the
3ulntards deny any knowledge of the
boy. Vancy to keep Hannibal. Captain
Vfurrell, a friend of the Qulntards, ap
pears and asks questions about the Bar
my. Trouble at 8 ratch Hill, when Han
nibal Is kidnaped by Dave Blount, Cap
talfl Murrell's agent. Yancy overtakes
Hlount. gives hJtn a thrashing and secures
the boy. Taney appears before Squire
Balaam, and Is discharged with costs for
the plaintiff. Betty Malroy. a frletiiT of
the Ferrlses. has an encounter with Cap
i tain Murrell, who forces his attentions on
I her, anil Is rescued by Bruce Carrlngton
| Betty sets out for lier Tennessee home
Carrlngton takes the same stage. Yancy
I and Hannibal disappear, with Murrell on
their trail. Hannibal arrives at the home
of Judge Slocum Price The Judge recog
nlies In the boy. the grandson of an olu
[idii friend. Murrell arrives ai Judge s
tiotne. Cavendish faintly on raft rescue
i Yancy, who Is apparently dead. Price
I nreuks Jail. Betty and Carrlngton arrive
iit Belle Plain Hannibal's rifle discloses
iom« startling things to the Judge. Han
nibal and Betty meet again. Murrell ar
rives In Helle Plain. Is playing for big,,
(takes. Vancy awakes from long dream
lea* sleep on board the raft. Judge Price
makes sinrtllnu discoveries In looking up
land titles. Charley Norton, a young
planter, who assists the Judge, Is mys
teriously assaulted. Norton Informs t.ar
rlngton that Betty has promised to marry
him. Norton Is mysteriously shot. More
light on Murrell's plot. He plans upris
ing of negroes. Judge Price, with Hanni
bal. visits Betty, and she keeps the boy
is a companion. In a stroll Betty takes
with Hannibal they meet Bess Hicks,
daughter of the overseer, who warns
Betty of danger and counsels her to
leave Belle Plain at once.
CHAPTER XVIII (Continued).
Whatever the promptings that In
spired this warning, they plainly had
nothing to do with either liking or
sympathy. Her dominating emotion
seemed to be a sullen sort of resent
j ment which lit up her glance with a
dull fire; yet her feelings were so
clearly and so keenly personal that
Hetty understood the motive that had
brought her there. The explanation,
she lound, left her wondering Just
where and how her own fate was
linked with that of this poor white.
"You have been waiting some time
to see me?" she asked.
"Ever since along about noon."
"You were afraid to come to the
house?"
"I didn't want to he seen there."
"And yet you knew 1 was alone."
"Alone—but how do you know who a
watching the place?"
"Do you think there was reason to
be ntrnld of that?" asked Hetty.
Aguln the girl stamped her foot
with angry Impatience.
"You're Just wastln' time —Just fool-
In' It away—and you ain't got none to
I spare!"
"You niust > tell me what 1 have to
fear —1 must know more or 1 shall
| stay Just where I am!"
••Well, then, stay!" The girl turned
away, and then as quickly turned back
and faced Hetty once more. "I reckon
j he'd kill me If he knewr-1 reckon
j I've earned that already—"
"Of whom are you speaking.'"
"He'll have you away from here to
| night!"
"He? . . who . . . and
j what If I refuse to go?"
"Did they ask Charley Norton
whether he wanted to live or die?'
came the sinister question.
A shiver passed through Hetty Sbe
was seeing It all again—Charley as Ue
I groped among the graves with the
I hand of death heavy upon him.
A moment later she was alone, 'l'he
! girl had disappeared. There were opiy
i the shifting shadows as the Wind
| tossed the branches of the trees, and
I the bands of golden light that slanted
i along the empty path. The tear ot
I the unknown leaped up afresh In Bet
ty b soul; In an Instant iiylng feet had
' borne her to the boy's aide,
j "Come —come quick. Hannibal!"
| she gasped out, and selxed his hand
"What Is it. Mt»s Hetty? What's
1 the matter?" asked Hannibal as they
| 11 iml panting up the terraces.
"I don't know—only we must get
I away from here Just as soon as we
I can!" Then, seeing the look of alarm
on the child's face, she added more
quietly, "Don't be frightened, dear,
j only we muit go away from Helle
Plain at once." Hut where they were
I to go, she had not considered.
Reaching the house, they stole n
Betty's room. Her well-tilled purse
was the Important thing; that, togeth
er with some necessary clothing,
went Into a small hand-bag.
"You muat carry this, Hannibal; If
any one sees us leave the house
they'll think It something you are tak
ing away," she explained. Hannibal
nodded understanding^.
"Don't you trust your niggers. Miss
Betty?" be whispered as they went
from the room.
"1 only trust you, dear!" •
"What makes you go? Was it some
thing that woman told you? Are tbey
ooming after us, Miss Betty? la It
Captain Murrsll?"
"Captain Murrell?" There was laaa
at mystery now, hut more ot tarror.
n .
YJM THE
PRODIGAL
Mm -JUDGE' '
KESTER.
JUI'STQUW/S BY HMtimx
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and her hand stole up to tier heart, |
and, white and slim, rested against
the black fabric of her dress.
"Don't you be scared, Miss Betty!"
said Hannibal.
They went silently from the house
and again crossed the lawn to the ter
race. Under the ieary arch which can
opied them there was already the
deep purple of twilight.
"Do you reckon It weje Captain
Murrell shot Mr. Norton, Miss Het
ty?" asked Hannibal In a shuddering
whisper.
"Hush—Oh, hush, Hannibal! It Is
too awful to even speak of —" and,
sobbing and half hysterical, she cov
ered her face with hoc hands,
"But where are wu going, Miss
Betty?" asked the boy.
"I don't know, dear!" She had an
agonizing sense of the night's Ap
proach and of her own utter helpless
ness.
"I'll tell you what, Miss Hetty, let's
go to the Judge and Mr. Mahally!"
said Hannibal.
"Judge Price?" She had not thought
of him as a possible protector.
"Why, Miss Betty, ain't 1 told you
he ain't afraid of nothing? We could
walk to Raleigh easy If you don't want
your niggers to hook up a team tor
you."
Betty suddenly remembered the car.
rlage which had taken the Judge Into
town; she was sure It had not yet re
turned.
"We will go to the Judge, Hannibal!
George, who drove him Into Kalelgh,
has not come back; If we hurry we
may meet hlin on the road."
Screened by the thick shadows,
they pnsned up the pat U that edged
the bayou; at tts head of the inlet
thoy entered a clearing, and crossing
this they came to the corn-Held which
lay between the house and the high
road. Following one of the shock
rows they hurried to the mouth of the
lane.
"Hannibal, I don't want to tell the
Judge why 1 am leaving Belle Plata |
—about the woman, 1 mean," said j
Betty.
"You reckon they'd .kill her, don't
you, Miss Betty, If they knew what
she'd done?" speculated the boy. It
occurred to him that an adequate ex
planation of their Hlght would require
preparation, since the Judge was at
all times singularly alive to the slight
est discrepancy of statement. They
had Issued from the corn field and
went along the road toward Kalelgh.
Suddenly Betty paused.
"Hark!" she whispered.
. "It were nothing. Miss Hetty," said
Hannibal reassuringly, and they hur
ried forward again. In the utter still
ness through which they moved Betty
heard the beating of her own heart,
and the soft and all but Inaudible pat
ter of the boy's bare feet on the warm
dust of the road. Vague forms that
resolved themselves Into trees and
bushes seemed to creep toward them
out of the night's black uncertainty.
Once more Betty paused.
"It were nothing. Miss Betty," said
H« WM Looking Into th« Fac« of 8lo»«on the Twvaro-keepor.
I Hannibal as before, and be returned i
to his consideration of the Judge. He i
sensed something of that Intellectual i
nlmbleness which his patron's physical I
make-up In nowise suggested, since
his race was a mask that usually left '
one in doubt as to just how much or i
what he heard succeeded in making 
Its Impression on him! but the boy
knew that Slocum Price's blind side
was a shelterless exposure. 1
"You don't think the carriage could i
have passed us while we were cross- i
Ing the cora-tleld?" said Betty.
"No, I reckon we couldn't a-mlssed
hearing it," answered Hannibal. Ho
had scarcely spoken when they
I caught the rattle of wheels and the
beat of hoofs. These sounds swept ,
nearer and nearer, and the darkness
disgorged the Belle Plain team and
carriage.
"George!" cried Betty, a world ot
relief in her tones.
'Whoa, you!" and George reined In
his horses with a jerk. "Who's dar?"
he asked, bending lorward on the box
as he sought to pierce the darkness
with his glance.
"George—"
"Oh, it you, Missy?"
"Yes, I wish you to drive me Into
Kalelgh," said Betty, and she and Han
nibal entered the carriage.
"All right, Missy. Yo'-all ready fo'
me to go along out o' here?"
"Yes—drive tast, Oeorge!" urged i
Hetty.
"It's right dark ro' fas' driving'.
Missy, with the road JOB' almln' fo' to
bus' yo' springs with chuckholes!"
He had turned his horses' heads In
the direction of Kalelgh while he was
sneaking. "It's scandalous black In
these heah woods, Missy—l 'clar' 1
never seen It no blocker!"
The carriage swung rorward for per
haps a hundred years, then suddenly
the horses came to a dead stop.
"Go along on, dar!" cried George,
and struck them with his whip, but
the horses only reared and plunged,
j-- "Hold —on, —nigger! ** Batd a rough
I voice out of the darkness.
"What yo' doln'?" the coachman
gasped. "Don" yo' know dls de Belle
Plain carriage? Tase yo' han's ofTen
dem hosses' bits!" , "
Two men stepped to the side of the
carriage.
"Show your light. Bunker," said the
same rough voice that had spoken be
fore. Instantly a hooded lantern was I
uncovered, and Hannibal uttered a cry
of terror. He was looking Into the
face of S!os8on. the tavern-keeper.
CHAPTER XIX.
Prisoners.
In the race of Betty's Indignant pro
test Sloßfon and the man named
Bunker cMtnbed Into the carriage
"Don't you be scared, ma'am," sals
the tavern-keeper, who smelt strongly
of whisky. "I wouldn't lift my hand
agin no gocd-looklng female except
in kindness "'
"How dnre you stop my carriage?"
cried Betty, with a very genuine an-
A ,
ger which for the moment dominated
all her other emotions. She struggled
to her feet, but Slosson put out a
heavy hand and thrust her back.
"There now," he urged' soothingly.
"Why make a fuss? We ain't going
to barm you; we wouldn't for no sum
of money. Drive on, Jim—drive like
hell!" Thla iaat was addressed to
the man who had taken George's place
on the box. where a rourth member
of Slosson's band had forced the
coachman down into the narrow space
between the seat and dashboard, and
was holding a pistol to his head while
be sternly enjoined silence.
With a word to the horses Jim
swung about and the carriage rolled
off through the night at a breakneck
pace. Betty's thaking hands drew
Hannibal closer to her bide as she
felt the surge of her terrors rise with
in her Who were these men —where
could they be taking her —and for
what purpose? The events or the past
week linked themselves in tragic se
quence in her mind. What was It
she had to lear? Was It Tom tor
whom these men were acting? Tom
who would profit greatly by her dis
appearance or death!
They swept past the entrance at
Belle Plain, past a break in the wall
of the forest where the pale light or
stars showed Betty the corntleld she
and Hannibal had but lately crossed,
and tbeti on Into pitchy darkness
again. She clung fo the desperate
hope that they might meet some one
on the road, when she could cry out
and give the alarm. She held herself
In readiness for this, but there wa9
ouly the steady pounding of the big
bays as Jim with voice and whip
urged them forward. At last he ab
ruptly checked them, und Bunker and
Slosson sprang from their seats.
"Get down, ma'am!" said the lat
ter.
"Where are you taking me?" asked
Betty, In a voice that shook in spite
of her efforts to control it.
"'You must hurry, ma'am," urged
Slosson impatiently.
"I won't move until 1 know where
you Intend taking me!" said Hetty.
*"lf I am to.die —"
' Mr. Slosron laughed loudly and in
dulgently.
"You ain't. If you don't want to
walk, I'm man enough fo' to tote you.
We ain't far to go, and I've tackled
' Jobs I'd a heap less heart fo' in my
time," he concluded gallantly. From
the opposite side or thp carriage
Bunker swore nervously. He desired
to know lr they were to stand there
talking all night; "Shut your filthy
mouth, Bunker, and see you keep tight
hold of that young rlp-staver," t-ald
Slosson. "He's a perfect eel —lve
had dealings with him aiore!"
"You tried to kill my llncle Bob—
at the tavern, you and Captain Mur
rell. I heard you. and I fceen you drag
him to the river!" cried Hannibal
Slosson gave a start of astonish
ment at this.
"Why, ain't he hateful?" he ex
claimed aghast. "See here, young
I reller, that's no kind of a way fo' you
i to talk to a man who has rlz his
ten children!"
Again Bunker swore, whi'e Jim told
Slosson to make haste. This popular
| clamor served to recall the tavern
i keeper to a ser.se of duty.
"Ma'am, like I should tote you, or
| will you walk?" he inquired, and
\ reaching out his hand took bold ot
| Hetty.
"I'll walk." said the girl qnlrUly,
| shrinking from the contact.
"Keep close at my heels. Bunker,
\ you tuck along after her with the
boy."
"What about this nigger?" asked
the fourth man.
"Fetch him along with us," said
Slosson. They turned rrom the road
while he was specking and entered a
narrow path that led off through the
woods, apparently in the direction ot
the river. A moment later Betty
j heard the carriage drive away. They
; went onward In alienee for a little
time, then Slosson spoke over bis
| "Yes, ma'am, I've rlx ten cblldren,
j but none of 'em was like him—l
j trained 'em up to the minute!" Mr.
Slosson seemed to have passed com
pletely under the spell of his domes
tic recollections, ror he continued
with Just a touch' or reminiscent sad
ness in his tone. "There waa all told
four Mrs. Slossons: two of 'em waa
South Carolinians, one waa from Geor
gia. and the last was a widow lady
out of east Tennessee. She'd buried
three husbands, and I figured we
could start perfectly even." The in
trinsic falrneas of this start made its
strong appeal. Mr. Slosaon dwelt up
on It with satisfaction. "She had
three to her credit, 1 bad three to
mine; neither could crow none over
the other."
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