CHAPTER IX

MARTHA TAKES A HAND Throughout the entire night the horror of a great dread drove all sleep from Eben’s eyes. As he lay in his bunk every sound seemed to be magnified, and he imagined that men would come for him and lead him away to trial. He felt quite sure that he had killed Jess and that he would be hung for murder. The girl’s white face with the bloodstain upon it was ever before him, and he could not shut it from his mind. And he had murdered her, the one who had meant so much to him. The thought of John H…