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Minnie was speaking sadly, mechanically; but suddenly she broke off with a

quick sob, sprang up and went to the ; then, turning, cried out: "I don't believe it! He kne to take care of hiot away from them"

Her father shook his head "Then why hasn't he turned up? He'd have gone

ho bad wasn't thethat bad could have happened They haven't found--

any--anything"

"But why hasn't he co hurt somewhere, that's all"

"Then why haven't they found him?"

"I don't care!" she cried, and choked with the words and tossed her

dishevelled hair from her temples; "it isn't true Helen won't believe it

--why should I? It's only a few hours since he was right here in our yard,

talking to us all I won't believe it till they've searched every stick

and stone of Six-Cross-Roads and found hientle his li to do with it We thought they had at first, but everybody's

about come to believe it was those two devils that he had arrested

yesterday"

"Not the Cross-Roads!" echoed Minnie, and she began to tremble violently

"Haven't they been out there yet?"

"What use? They are out of it, and they can thank God they are!"