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F his crippled hand; "I want ter speak to this yer man." Harrison drew
back a few paces and the master sought to take the wounded man's hand,
but he was stopped by a gesture. "Where hev you put Cressy?" McKinstry
said slowly. "I don't understand you," stammered Ford. "Where are you
hidin' her from me?" repeated McKinstry with painful distinctness. "Whar
hev you run her to, that you're reckonin' to jine her
arter--arter--THIS?" "I am not hiding her! I am not going to her! I do
not know where she is. I have not seen her since we parted early this
morning without a word of meeting again," said the master rapidly, yet
with a bewildered astonishment that was obvious even to the dulled
faculties of his hearer. "That war true?" asked McKinstry, laying his
hand upon the master's shoulder and bringing his dull eyes to the level
of the young man's. "It is the whole truth," said Ford fervently, "and
true also that I never raised my hand against you." McKinstry beckoned
to Harrison and the two others who had joined him, and then sank partly
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