"Get ready! Let us start."
"Have cushions and blankets for the carriage, Eleazar," said
Dunwody quietly. "Better get a little lunch of some sort to take
along. Go down to the barn yonder and get fresh horses. I don't
think this team could stand it all the way back."
CHAPTER XXXI
THE SPECTER IN THE HOUSE
The travel-stained figures of Doctor Jamieson, Judge Clayton and
the Honorable William Jones met the Dunwody coach just as it was
leaving at the upper end of St. Genevieve's main street. They also
had found fresh horses, and in the belief of Dunwody it was quite
as well that they rode horseback, in common with the followers of
Hector, who presently came trooping after him. The interior of the
coach seemed to him more fittingly reserved for this lady and
himself. None the less, the Honorable William had abated none of
his native curiosity. It was his head which presently intruded at
the coach window.
"Ah, ha!" exclaimed he. "What? Again? This time there is no
concealment, Dunwody! Come, confess!"
"I will confess now as much as I ever had to confess," retorted
Dunwody angrily.
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