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To stay the cloud that began to gather over Moses’ brow, Howard suggested going to see a vaudeville show.,“O Billy!” Jean gasped, fear for the little, delicate girl in that eery place lending sympathy to her voice.,“Mudgie, Mudgie, come to Elmo.”,It took a very short time to gather the posse, instruct it, and set out for the mountain. The Sheriff gave Billy an old hat and bade him to a seat behind the swift horses; and Billy obeyed, feeling a strange elation as they set out. It was just like a story. Could it be he, plain Billy Bennett, that was assisting the State to find long-sought-for criminals? The horses flew, yet Billy thought they would never arrive at the turn in the road where they would leave them. He felt as if in some unknown way the man at the hut would surely know of their coming, would hide, destroy, perhaps carry off all that would convict him, and the other, the big man,— Oh, would they never be there?,As he reached for his cap a door opposite the one through which he had passed opened, and the grey head of the sexton appeared.,Vigorously all joined in the closing hymn and Mrs. Wopp’s high soprano could be heard above all the other voices. A sense of duty well performed added even greater power to the vocal billowing.,“No matter, Billy. I think she was sent to us; and we shall find a way. Are the chickens fed?”,“Jiminy! I’ll have time in the morning,” he said aloud, and hurried on, not slackening his speed till he came to a sharp turn that took the road against the face of a rugged mountain. He hid his wheel and can in a tangle of rose vine and snowdrop, and stood out on the edge of the steep bluff that overhung the rushing river. There bloomed the island. Near the centre a rocky point was aflame with gorgeous poppies; and Billy could smell the fragrance of the snowy wild heliotrope,—pop-corn the children called it.,“You keep still, Betsey! I’m going to watch!” he exclaimed, as if some one had spoken.,BILLY did not lift his face from the pillow; he was striving to steady throat and voice.,“Do you like to work?” His tone was insistent; and he lifted his head and looked hard at her, as if to challenge the tiniest bit of insincerity that might be lurking back of the words. “Like to work?” he repeated with added emphasis.,Howard gravely did as ordered..