The Illegal Marriage — page 18: what you’re looking at

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10 THE ILLEGAL MARRIAGE. to him, he was rolling and tossing about, but near morning he was suddenly roused with a vague con- sciousness that somebody was calling him. That it was not a dream he soon learned, for he sprang out of bed as he heard a sharp “halloa” at the gate, and a quick “rat-tat-tat” upon it with a stick. Throwing up the window he saw through the darkness of the morning the dim outline of a man on horseback. | “Whatis it?” he called, quickly. “Please go up to Echaconnee, sir. The old man ee ey “A gust of wind slammed the blind in his face, and he barely caught the word “doctor,” as the horseman disappeared. “That was Morgan’s man,” he mused, hurriedly throwing on his clothes; “it was Ogletree’s voice— I wonder what is wrong on the hill?” In less than half an hour he was galloping down the road. Passing the last patch of woods his horse shied, and on looking around he caught a mere glimpse of two men sinking down behind a fallen tree. Inasecond the names of Alfred Guerry and old Abner Hawks came into his mind. Was it really they? and at such an hour; in such a place? He turned his horse quickly into the wood, but although a few seconds only had passed there was no one behind the tree. “Tt was a mistake,” he said to himself; “and yet I never saw shadows seem more natural. I thought Alf would not be here at such an hour.” It was daybreak when he arrived at Morgan’s house, but stili dark and stormy. Riding up to the gate, he rapped loudly with his stick, and gave the cComicbooks (Ele)