They found the scapegoat4 in these fool later day Ku Klux marauders. Once more the public square at Ham-bright saw the bivouac of the regular troops of the United States Army. The Preacher saw the glint of their bayonets with a sense of relief.
With this army came a corps5 of skilled detectives, who set to work. All that was necessary, was to arrest and threaten with summary death a coward, and they got all the information he could give. The jail was choked with prisoners and every day saw a squad6 depart for the stockade7 at Independence. Sam Worth gave information that led to the immediate8 arrest of Allan McLeod. He was the first man led into the jail.
The officers had a long conference with him that lasted four hours.
And then the bottom fell out. A wild stampede of young men for the West! Somebody who held the names of every man in the order had proved a traitor9.
Every night from hundreds of humble10 homes might be heard the choking sobs11 of a mother saying good-bye in the darkness to the last boy the war had left her old age. When the good-bye was said, and the father, waiting in the buggy at the gate, had called for haste, and the boy was hurrying out with his grip-sack, there was a moan, the soft rush of a coarse homespun dress toward the gate and her arms were around his neck again.
“I can’t let you go, child! Lord have mercy! He’s the last!” And the low pitiful sobs!
“Come, come, now Ma, we must get away from here before the officers are after him!”
“Just a minute!”
A kiss, and then another long and lingering. A sigh, and then a smothered12 choking cry from a mother’s broken heart and he was gone.
Thus Texas grew into the Imperial Commonwealth13 of the South.
To save appearance McLeod was removed to Independence with the other prisoners, and in a short time released, with a number of others against whom insignificant14 charges were lodged15.
When he returned to Hambright the people looked at him with suspicion.
“How is it, young man,” asked the Preacher, “that you are at home so soon, while brave boys are serving terms in Northern prisons?”
“Had nothing against me,” he replied.
“That’s strange, when Sam Worth swore that you organised the raid to kill Rufe Lattimore.”
“They didn’t believe him.”
“Well, I’ve an idea that you saved your hide by puking. I’m not sure yet, but information was given that only the man in command of the whole county could have possessed16.”
“There were a half-dozen men who knew as much as I did. You mustn’t think me capable of such a thing, Dr. Durham!” protested McLeod with heightened colour.
“It’s a nasty suspicion. I’d rather sec a child of mine transformed into a cur dog, and killed for stealing sheep, than fall to the level of such a man. But only time will prove the issue.”
“I’ve made up my mind to turn over a new leaf,” said McLeod. “I’m sick of rowdyism. I’m going to be a law-abiding, loyal citizen.”
“That’s just what I’m afraid of!” exclaimed the Preacher with a sneer17 as he turned and left him.
And his fears were soon confirmed. Within a month the Independence Observer contained a dispatch from Washington announcing the appointment of Allan McLeod a Deputy United States Marshal for the District of Western North Carolina, together with the information that he had renounced18 his allegiance to his old disloyal associates, and had become an enthusiastic Republican; and that henceforth he would labour with might and main to establish peace and further the industrial progress of the South.
“I knew it. The dirty whelp!” cried the Preacher, as he showed the paper to his wife.
“Now don’t be too hard on the boy, Doctor Durham,” urged his wife. “He may be sincere in his change of politics. You never did like him.”
“Sincere! yes, as the devil is always sincere. He’s dead in earnest now. He’s found his level, and his success is sure. Mark my words the boy’s a villain19 from the crown of his head to the soles of his feet. He has bartered20 his soul to save his skin, and the skin is all that’s left.”
“I’m sorry to think it. I couldn’t help liking21 him.”
“And that’s the funniest freak I ever knew your fancy to take, my dear,—I never could understand it.”
When McLeod had established his office in Hambright, he made special efforts to allay22 the suspicions against his name. His indignant denials of the report of his treachery convinced many that he had been wronged. Two men alone, maintained toward him an attitude of contempt, Major Dameron and the Preacher.
He called on Mrs. Durham, and with his smooth tongue convinced her that he had been foully23 slandered24. She urged him to win the Doctor. Accordingly he called to talk the question over with the Preacher and ask him for a fair chance to build his character untarnished in the community.
The Preacher heard him through patiently, but in silence. Allan was perspiring25 before he reached the end of his plausible26 explanation. It was a tougher task than he thought, this deliberate lying, under the gaze of those glowing black eyes that looked out from their shaggy brows and pierced through his inmost soul.
“You’ve got an oily tongue. It will carry you a long way in this world. I can’t help admiring the skill with which you are fast learning to use it. You’ve fooled Mrs. Durham with it, but you can’t fool me,” said the Preacher.
“Doctor, I solemnly swear to you I am not guilty.”
“It’s no use to add perjury27 to plain lying. I know you did it. I know it as well as if I were present in that jail and heard you basely betray the men, name by name, whom you had lured28 to their ruin.”
“Doctor, I swear you are mistaken!”
“Bah! Don’t talk about it. You nauseate29 me!” The Preacher sprang to his feet, paced across the floor, sat down on the edge of his table and glared at McLeod for a moment. And then with his voice low and quivering with a storm of emotion he said, “The curse of God upon you—the God of your fathers! Your fathers in far-off Scotland’s hills, who would have suffered their tongues torn from their heads and their skin stripped inch by inch from their flesh sooner than betray one of their clan30 in distress31. You have betrayed a thousand of your own men, and you, their sworn chieftain! Hell was made to consume such leper trash!” McLeod was dazed at first by this outburst. At length he sprang to his feet livid with rage.
“I’ll not forget this, sir!” he hissed32.
“Don’t forget it!” cried the Preacher trembling with passion as he opened the door. “Go on and live your lie.”
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