The Oakdale Affair

By Edgar Rice Burroughs

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'bout her pals croakin' a
guy an' turnin' 'im outten a gas wagon, an' dis Oskaloosa Kid he croaks
some old guy in Oakdale las' night. Mebby he ain't a bad 'un though!"

"Where are they now?" asked Burton.

"We got away from 'em at the Squibbs' place this mornin'," said Charlie.

"Well," said Burton, "you boes come along with me. If you ain't done
nothing the worst you'll get'll be three squares and a place to sleep
for a few days. I want you where I can lay my hands on you when I need
a couple of witnesses," and he herded them over the fence and into the
machine. As he himself was about to step in he felt suddenly of his
breast pocket.

"What's the matter?" asked one of his companions.

"I've lost my note book," replied Burton; "it must have dropped out of
my pocket when I jumped the fence. Just wait a minute while I go look
for it," and he returned to the fence, vaulted it and disappeared behind
the bushes.

It was fully five minutes before he returned but when he did there was a
look of satisfaction on his face.

"Find it?" asked his principal lieutenant.

"Yep," replied Burton. "I wouldn't have lost it for anything."

Bridge and his companions had made their way along the wooded path for
perhaps a quarter of a mile when the man halted and drew back behind the
foliage of a flowering bush. With raised finger he motioned the others
to silence and then pointed through the branches ahead. The boy and
the girl, tense with excitement, peered past the man into a clearing in
which stood a log shack, mud plastered; but it was not the hovel which
held their mute attention--it was rather the figure of a girl, bare
headed and bare footed, who toiled stubbornly with an old spade at a
long, narrow excavation.

All too suggestive in itself was the shape of the hole the girl was
digging; there was no need of the silent proof of its purpose which lay
beside her to tell the watchers that she worked alone in the midst of
the forest solitude upon a human grave. The thing wrapped in an old
quilt lay silently waiting for the making of its last bed.

And as the three watched her other eyes watched them and the digging
girl--wide, awestruck eyes, filled with a great terror, yet now and
again half closing in the shrewd expression of cunning that is a hall
mark of crafty ignorance.

And as they watched, their over-wrought nerves suddenly shuddered to

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