The farmer coughed slightly, and looked dubiously at his wife.

But the two women had already exchanged feminine glances of sympathy for this evident slayer of traitors, and were apparently inclined to stop any adverse criticism.
In the midst of which a shout was heard from the road.

The farmer and his family instinctively started.

Red Jim alone remained unmoved,--a fact which did not lessen the admiration of his feminine audience.

The host rose quickly, and went out.