Before the storm commenced." "Oh!" The old gentleman appeared to be reassured.

"Probably he had work to do and wanted to get in before the rain." But Lige Willetts was turning pale.

He swallowed several times with difficulty.

"Which way did he go?
He didn't come around the house; we were out there till the storm broke." "He went by the orchard gate.

When he got to the road he turned that way." She pointed to the west.
"He must have been crazy!" exclaimed the judge.