Chapter 23
GOOD-BY.“Oh, ’Tana, it is awful—awful!” and poor Mrs. Huzzard rocked
herself in a spasm of woe. “And to think that you won’t say a
word—not a single word! It just breaks my heart.”
“Now, now! I’ll say lots of things if you will talk of something
besides murders. And I’ll mend your broken heart when this trouble
is all over, you will see!”
“Over! I’m mightily afraid it is only commencing. And you that
cool and indifferent you are enough to put one crazy! Oh, if Dan
Overton was only here.”
The girl smiled. All the hours of the night had gone by. He had
at least twelve hours’ start, and the men of the camp had not yet
suspected him for even a moment. They had questioned Harris, and he
told them, by signs, that no man had gone through his cabin, no one
had been in sinc
