CHAPTER VIII.
The Love-Letter—Discussion—A quick Ride—Too Late—Violence and death.
r. Goodrich's cosey office, situated on the corner of Second and Centre Streets, in the village of Pendleton, was a convenient lounging place for Edward Sherman, and it so happened that on the very day that Little Wolf had dispatched her messenger, he had repaired thither to read his newspapers and letters, smoke cigars, and indulge in the comfort which a confidential chat with a friend, generally affords to a companionable mind.
"See here, Doctor," said he, depositing the bundle of mail matter on the office table, and seating himself in an arm-chair beside it.
"Anything for me?" said the Doctor, who was busy arranging some papers.
"A letter from her," said Edward, with slow, droll emphasis.