“And what is the name of him you refer to?”
“Captain Harry Hayward!”
The officer was visibly affected. “‘Nettie.’ ‘Net—.’ ‘Nettleton!’ ‘Murdered.’ ‘Sister.’ It is very strange. Harry Hayward’s body was not found, but he was assassinated. Ah, I begin to fathom the mystery.” He murmured all this in words not audible to the astonished Miss Morton, and left the tent slowly, as if oppressed with the weight of a momentous thought.
CHAPTER IV.
Nettleton’s Adventure in a Noose—Some Important Information.
The surprise of Walker was very great at the unexpected movement of Nettleton. His sword flashed from its scabbard, and he made a half-pass at his breast. But, checking himself, he said:
“William, I can forgive you in consideration of your grief, and I spare you, that you may assist in the care of Miss Hayward. Curse him!” he muttered to himself, “I would strike the infernal dog dead at my feet, but the act would only place a greater barrier between me and my prize. Miss Hayward,” he added aloud, “you will always find me ready and most anxious to serve you.”
“Miss Hayward will not lack for friends, sir!” replied Alibamo, in a tone of contempt.
“Captain Walker, I shall place the prisoner in your charge. You will forward at once.” These words were spoken by the colonel.
Walker bit his lip, and was silent. He then commanded the guard to forward, muttering as he did so:
“The second most agreeable job. I’ll revenge myself upon him.”