He did not stop to read further, but mounted his horse, and was soon at Congressman Baldwin’s office.
“I guess we are rid of John Wycliff for awhile,� remarked the Congressman.
“See here, Dave Baldwin, your nephew, Jehu, fired those shots, and I’ll give you just ten minutes in which to call your dogs off from Wycliff. If you don’t do it in that time I’ll telegraph the truth about this affair to a New York paper which you cannot command.�
“How do you know that Jehu did it?� asked the Congressman.
“Because I saw him coming from this direction, the pistol still in his hand, shortly after I heard the shots.�
“Why have you waited until now before saying a word?�
“I did not suspect anything wrong until I saw this morning’s paper. There is at least one crisis in a man’s life when he is too full of satisfaction himself to suspect anyone of wrong-doing.�
Just then the telephone bell rang.
“Is this David Baldwin?�