A few minutes later, when Hulbert remounted his horse, a lightning-flash made the street below brighter than noonday, and showed to Hulbert and his companion Jehu Baldwin hurrying past, pistol in hand. Perhaps they would have thought more of this, had they not noticed by another flash, illuminating a verandah across the street, the parting of Eva Baldwin and Ralph Cutter.
Riding his own horse, and leading the one his companion had ridden, Hulbert hurried away to escape the shower. His home was a large farm, quite away from the village.
Next morning, upon taking up a daily paper, he was quite surprised at the headlines reproduced on the following page from the Elmfield Star:—
SHOTS FIRED AT DAVID BALDWIN
John Wycliff the Man Who Committed the Assault.
WYCLIFF’S DWELLING DESTROYED
By a Papyrus Mob—He Gives Himself Up to Sheriff Coggswell.