Part 64 (1/2)
”Won't I? You'll see--for attempted murder. The Sheriff is on his way here now. Have you anything to say?”
Shad was silent, eying the dead man.
”Oh, very well,” said Peter. He closed and locked the door and, keeping the man covered with his revolver, moved to the telephone and got McGuire at Black Rock House, telling him in a few phrases what had happened.
”Yes, Yakimov the Russian--I shot him.... Yes.... I killed him. It was to save my own life.... Shad Wells.... A prisoner. Send Brierly with a car down here at once. Hawk has been here too and has met Beth Cameron ... G.o.d knows. He has taken her away with him somewhere--abducted her.... Yes ... Yes ... I've got to find her. Yes, _Beth_--can't you understand?... She came here to bring me a letter ... I found it. Hawk was here early this morning.... I know it. He bound her with some of my handkerchiefs ... No, there's no doubt of it--none at all.... I can't stand here talking. Send Brierly at once. Understand?”
And Peter hung up the receiver and turned toward Shad, who was leaning forward toward him, his face pale, his mouth agape at what he had heard.
But Peter, unaware of the sudden transformation in his prisoner, only glanced at him and bending over began a search of the pockets of the dead man, when Shad's voice cut the silence----
”You--you say----,” he stammered chokingly, ”you say B-Beth has been abducted, Mister--Beth Cameron?”
Peter straightened, his eyes searching the lumberman's face.
”Yes. To-day--this morning,” he answered crisply. ”What of it? Do you know anything----?”
”Hawk Kennedy took her?” the man faltered. ”Are you sure?”
Peter sprang up, his eyes blazing with eagerness.
”What do you know of Hawk Kennedy?” he cried. And then, as Shad seemed suddenly to have been stricken dumb, Peter seized him by the shoulder and shook him. ”Speak! Do you know Hawk Kennedy?”
”Yes,” said Shad in a bewildered way. ”I do--but Beth----”
”He's taken her away--don't you understand?”
”W-Why?”
”G.o.d knows,” said Peter wildly. ”It's part of a plot--against McGuire--to get money. Do you know where he is? Do you know where he's gone with her? Speak, man! Or must I----?”
”I know him. I've seen him----,” muttered Shad with a hang-dog air.
”To-day?”
”No.”
Peter gasped in disappointment, but still questioned quickly.
”Where did you see him?”
”Down near the camp. He came back again yesterday. He'd been away----”
”Yes, yes, I know. What did he say?”
”Oh, he was very peart--swaggered around like he owned the place and talked about a lot of money he was goin' to have. An' how he was----”
”Do you know where he took Beth Cameron?” broke in Peter again.
”No. I don't--My G.o.d--_him!_”