"But I'm so sorry for him, Tom," she protested contritely. "He _did_
bring me here--in a way."
"Well, I'll take you home another way," said good-looking Mr. Reddon. It
was also noticed that Rosalie Gray had much of a confidential nature to
say to Miss Banks as they parted for the evening, she to go home in
Blucher Peabody's new sleigh.
'Rast and Ed Higgins almost came to blows out at the hitch-rack, where
the latter began twitting his discomfited rival. Anderson Crow kept them
apart.
"I'll kill that big dude," growled 'Rast. "He's got no business comin'
here an' rakin' up trouble between me an' her. You mark my words, I'll
fix him before the night's over, doggone his hide!"
At least a dozen men, including Alf Reesling, heard this threat, and not
one of them was to forget it soon. Anderson Crow noticed that Mrs.
Holabird's bob-sled drove away without either Miss Banks or 'Rast
Little in its capacious depths. Miss Banks announced that her three
friends from the city and she would stay behind and close the
schoolhouse, putting everything in order. It was Friday night, and there
would be no session until the following Monday. Mr. Crow was very sleepy
for a detective. He snored all the way home.
The next morning two farmers drove madly into Tinkletown with the
astounding news that some one had been murdered at schoolhouse No.
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