CHAPTER XXVII.

AFTERWARD.

It will not take many words to bring our narrative to a close. The

sensation in Lakeview the next day, indeed, throughout the entire

country, was tremendous. Here was a condemned man not guilty at all; a

man whose name had never once been connected with the murder had done

the deed, and he was already dead. The newspapers printed long comments

upon the case, and published sharp editorials on the instability of

circumstantial evidence, and in every store and public place the case

was vigorously discussed.

There was one man who was thoroughly disgusted with both the news and

himself, and that was Jack Hull. He had woven an elaborate web about

Henry Cross, and that was brushed aside as a broom might clear away the

web of a spider.

He tried to reason the matter in a way to lighten the cloud of contempt

which he felt he had brought upon himself, but public feeling had gone

over to Cross in a great tidal wave. Even the prosecuting attorney

would not listen to him, and he never learned the true significance of

the slip of paper he had found addressed to Maud Willowby.

Henry Cross himself could not, at first, realize his good fortune. He

had spent days in his narrow cell, waiting for his sentence, which he

knew could be but one thing; and when they threw open the door, and

said that a man had confessed the murder, and he would be free just as

soon as the necessary papers could be signed, he sat like one dazed,

refusing, at first, to believe that his ears had not deceived him.

There was no trouble in bringing forth evidence against Dick Harding,

now that he had confessed. Half a dozen people remembered him at

the race track; and one man had seen Chesterbrook thrash him with a

carriage whip; and still another had seen him in the vicinity of the

bachelor apartments on the morning of the murder. All these things

strengthened the confession, until it stood as it was meant to stand.

On the day after his release, Henry Cross received a note from Maud

Willowby.

“I am glad, from the bottom of my heart, that you are free,” she wrote.

“Some day I mean to tell you all--but not now.”

His heart leaped with pain when he thought how he had sometimes thought

she might be guilty. He went up to the Willowby mansion a week later,

but found that the colonel and his daughter had gone South, and would

not be back until the following spring. Later on he heard that they

had taken Violet Harding with them, and also a little boy, whom nobody

seemed to know.

Cross tried to settle down to work on the proposed new railroad line,

but that seemed irksome. He tried it for two weeks, and then gave

it up. Three days later he, too, went South, after having been very

particular to worry Nancy Motley into giving him Maud’s address.

The two met in an orange grove in Florida, and while Violet Harding

went off with little Roy, and the colonel dozed away in an easy-chair

on the veranda, numerous explanations ensued, which must have been

entirely satisfactory to both parties, for when they came back from a

long stroll beneath the palms it was arm in arm--heart to heart--and

each face was beaming with smiles.

“Yes,” Maud was saying, “Violet is to stay with me as a sort of

companion. She has had a good education, and I have induced her to

become Roy’s teacher. He has been much neglected, and needs some one to

help him along constantly.”

“And I’ll take a hand at that, too,” was the reply of Henry Cross. “Oh,

we’ll all get along famously when you and I are----”

“Hush!” she whispered, blushing deeply. “Somebody might hear you,

and--and--I’m not quite prepared yet, you know.”

“Never mind, darling,” he made answer. “I think I can well afford to

wait--a little.”

THE END.

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