[Phosphor-general] ether to Mr. Leig

[Clendening <da...@ji...>]

Other shape than that of words. The hatchet that lay beside him and the stains of blood still wet upon his ragged clothing were conclusive evidence. They led him away, after the little procession which had gone on with the dray and its load, but he neither

resisted, nor indeed spoke at all. He seemed not to understand what was going on;

and the men about him were for the moment
too full of horror, and of that awe which belongs

to the sight of death, to be much disposed to question him. So they took murderer and victim both to the sawmill, and there waited, dreading to carry their ghastly load into the town
till such warning

as was possible had been given. Meantime Harry Scott, with
his mind full of his mission, drove towards Cacouna. He saw nothing of
the people he passed, or who passed him; he saw only the sight he had just left, except when there rushed into his

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