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To
be
sure
,
the
lantern
one
of
them
was
carrying
was
turned
exceedingly
low
,
the
moon
being
still
bright
,
and
they
had
walked
quietly
,
as
became
men
who
were
listening
for
wild
life
of
any
kind
.
At
the
same
time
,
surely
this
was
a
perfectly
safe
part
of
the
country
,
traversed
for
the
most
part
by
honest
citizens
such
as
themselves
,
and
there
was
no
need
for
a
young
man
to
jump
as
though
he
were
seeking
to
hide
in
the
brush
.
However
,
when
the
youth
,
Bud
Brunig
,
who
carried
the
light
,
turned
it
up
the
stranger
seemed
to
recover
his
poise
and
after
a
moment
in
response
to
their
"
Howdy
"
had
replied
:
"
How
do
you
do
?
How
far
is
it
to
Three
Mile
Bay
?
"
and
they
had
replied
,
"
About
seven
mile
.
"
And
then
he
had
gone
on
and
they
also
,
discussing
the
encounter
.
And
now
,
since
the
description
of
this
youth
tallied
almost
exactly
with
that
given
by
the
guide
who
had
driven
Clyde
over
from
Gun
Lodge
,
as
well
as
that
furnished
by
the
innkeepers
at
Big
Bittern
and
Grass
Lake
,
it
seemed
all
too
plain
that
he
must
be
the
same
youth
who
had
been
in
that
boat
with
the
mysterious
dead
girl
.
At
once
Earl
Newcomb
suggested
to
his
chief
that
he
be
permitted
to
telephone
to
the
one
inn-keeper
at
Three
Mile
Bay
to
see
if
by
any
chance
this
mysterious
stranger
had
been
seen
or
had
registered
there
.
He
had
not
.
Nor
apparently
at
that
time
had
he
been
seen
by
any
other
than
the
three
men
In
fact
,
he
had
vanished
as
though
into
air
,
although
by
nightfall
of
this
same
day
it
was
established
that
on
the
morning
following
the
chance
meeting
of
the
men
with
the
stranger
,
a
youth
of
somewhat
the
same
description
and
carrying
a
bag
,
but
wearing
a
cap
--
not
a
straw
hat
--
had
taken
passage
for
Sharon
on
the
small
lake
steamer
"
Cygnus
"
plying
between
that
place
and
Three
Mile
Bay
.
But
again
,
beyond
that
point
,
the
trail
appeared
to
be
lost
.
No
one
at
Sharon
,
at
least
up
to
this
time
,
seemed
to
recall
either
the
arrival
or
departure
of
any
such
person
.
Even
the
captain
himself
,
as
he
later
testified
,
had
not
particularly
noted
his
debarkation
--
there
were
some
fourteen
others
going
down
the
lake
that
day
and
he
could
not
be
sure
of
any
one
person
.
But
in
so
far
as
the
group
at
Big
Bittern
was
concerned
,
the
conclusion
slowly
but
definitely
impressed
itself
upon
all
those
present
that
whoever
this
individual
was
,
he
was
an
unmitigated
villain
--
a
reptilian
villain
!
And
forthwith
there
was
doubled
and
trebled
in
the
minds
of
all
a
most
urgent
desire
that
he
be
overtaken
and
captured
.
The
scoundrel
!
The
murderer
!
And
at
once
there
was
broadcast
throughout
this
region
by
word
of
mouth
,
telephone
,
telegraph
,
to
such
papers
as
The
Argus
and
Times
--
Union
of
Albany
,
and
The
Star
of
Lycurgus
,
the
news
of
this
pathetic
tragedy
with
the
added
hint
that
it
might
conceal
a
crime
of
the
gravest
character
.
Coroner
Heit
,
his
official
duties
completed
for
the
time
being
,
found
himself
pondering
,
as
he
traveled
south
on
the
lake
train
,
how
he
was
to
proceed
farther
.
What
was
the
next
step
he
should
take
in
this
pathetic
affair
?
For
the
coroner
,
as
he
had
looked
at
Roberta
before
he
left
was
really
deeply
moved
.
She
seemed
so
young
and
innocent-looking
and
pretty
.
The
little
blue
serge
dress
lying
heavily
and
clinging
tightly
to
her
,
her
very
small
hands
folded
across
her
breast
,
her
warm
,
brown
hair
still
damp
from
its
twenty-four
hours
in
the
water
,
yet
somehow
suggesting
some
of
the
vivacity
and
passion
that
had
invested
her
in
life
--
all
seemed
to
indicate
a
sweetness
which
had
nothing
to
do
with
crime
.
But
deplorable
as
it
might
be
,
and
undoubtedly
was
,
there
was
another
aspect
of
the
case
that
more
vitally
concerned
himself
.
Should
he
go
to
Biltz
and
convey
to
the
Mrs.
Alden
of
the
letter
the
dreadful
intelligence
of
her
daughter
's
death
,
at
the
same
time
inquiring
about
the
character
and
whereabouts
of
the
man
who
had
been
with
her
,
or
should
he
proceed
first
to
District
Attorney
Mason
's
office
in
Bridgeburg
and
having
imparted
to
him
all
of
the
details
of
the
case
,
allow
that
gentleman
to
assume
the
painful
responsibility
of
devastating
a
probably
utterly
respectable
home
?
For
there
was
the
political
situation
to
be
considered
.
And
while
he
himself
might
act
and
so
take
personal
credit
,
still
there
was
this
general
party
situation
to
be
thought
of
.
A
strong
man
should
undoubtedly
head
and
so
strengthen
the
party
ticket
this
fall
and
here
was
the
golden
opportunity
.
The
latter
course
seemed
wiser
.
It
would
provide
his
friend
,
the
district
attorney
,
with
his
great
chance
.
Arriving
in
Bridgeburg
in
this
mood
,
he
ponderously
invaded
the
office
of
Orville
W.
Mason
,
the
district
attorney
,
who
immediately
sat
up
,
all
attention
,
sensing
something
of
import
in
the
coroner
's
manner
.
Mason
was
a
short
,
broad-chested
,
broad-backed
and
vigorous
individual
physically
,
but
in
his
late
youth
had
been
so
unfortunate
as
to
have
an
otherwise
pleasant
and
even
arresting
face
marred
by
a
broken
nose
,
which
gave
to
him
a
most
unprepossessing
,
almost
sinister
,
look
.
Yet
he
was
far
from
sinister
.
Rather
,
romantic
and
emotional
.
His
boyhood
had
been
one
of
poverty
and
neglect
,
causing
him
in
his
later
and
somewhat
more
successful
years
to
look
on
those
with
whom
life
had
dealt
more
kindly
as
too
favorably
treated
.
The
son
of
a
poor
farmer
's
widow
,
he
had
seen
his
mother
put
to
such
straits
to
make
ends
meet
that
by
the
time
he
reached
the
age
of
twelve
he
had
surrendered
nearly
all
of
the
pleasures
of
youth
in
order
to
assist
her
.
And
then
,
at
fourteen
,
while
skating
,
he
had
fallen
and
broken
his
nose
in
such
a
way
as
to
forever
disfigure
his
face
.
Thereafter
,
feeling
himself
handicapped
in
the
youthful
sorting
contests
which
gave
to
other
boys
the
female
companions
he
most
craved
,
he
had
grown
exceedingly
sensitive
to
the
fact
of
his
facial
handicap
.
And
this
had
eventually
resulted
in
what
the
Freudians
are
accustomed
to
describe
as
a
psychic
sex
scar
.
