t as pathfinder.

At first Mrs. Banks tried to dissuade her daughter from undertaking the
long trip, but the girl was obstinate. Her mother then flatly refused to
accompany her, complaining of her head and heart. In the end the elder
lady decided to accept Mrs. Crow's invitation to remain at the house
until Elsie's return.

"I shall bring Rosalie back with me, mother," said Elsie as she prepared
to drive away. Mrs. Banks, frail and wan, bowed her head listlessly and
turned to follow her hostess indoors. With Roscoe in the seat with the
driver, the carriage started briskly off down the shady street, headed
for the ferry road and Bonner Place.

To return to Anderson Crow and his precipitancy. Just as the lodge
keeper had said, the marshal, afoot and dusty, descended upon Mr. Barnes
without ceremony. The great lawyer was strolling about the grounds when
his old enemy arrived. He recognised the odd figure as it approached
among the trees.

"Hello, Mr. Crow!" he called cheerily. "Are you going to arrest me
again?" He advanced to shake hands.

"Yes, sir; you are my prisoner," said Anderson, panting, but stern. "I
know you, Mr. Barnes. It won't do you any good to deny it."

"Come in and sit down. You look tired," said Barnes genially, regarding
his words as a jest; but Anderson proudly stood his ground.

"You can't come any game with me. It won't do you no good to be perlite,
my man. This time you don't git away."

"You don't mean to say you are in earnest?" cried Barnes.

"I never joke when on duty. Come along with me. You c'n talk afterward.
Your hirelin' is in jail an' he c'n identify you; so don't resist."

"Wait a moment, sir. What is the charge?"

"I don't know yet. You know better'n I do what it is."

"Look here, Mr. Crow. You arrested me the first time I ever saw you, and
now you yank me up again, after all these years. Haven't you anything
else to do but arrest me by mistake? Is that your only occupation?"

Anderson sputtered indignantly. Driven to it, he informed John Barnes
that he was charged with kidnaping, attempted murder, polygamy, child
desertion, and nearly everything else under the sun. Barnes, at first
indignant, finally broke into a hearty laugh. He magnanimously agreed to
accompany his captor to Tinkletown. Not only that, but he provided the
means of transportation. To the intense dismay of the servants, he
merrily departed with Mr. Crow, a prisoner operating his own patrol
wagon. The two w