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Episode Thirteen concluded with:
But on second glance, he noticed something out
of place. A saddle and saddle bags rested on the wall of one of the stalls. One
of the bags was open. He was sure all of the bags had been closed when he had
looked in on the stable a few hours before.
Carrying the lantern, he walked over to the open
bag and glanced inside. The bag was empty, save for one thing. He pulled it out
and gasped. This was something very beautiful. Very special. Something this
lovely shouldn’t be kept in a stable!
Mr. Harper was probably asleep by now. He
wouldn’t bother him. But he knew he couldn’t put his discovery back into a
saddle bag. This was not only something beautiful, this was important.
He would take it to the sheriff. Yes, he would
take it to Sheriff Bolger right away.
Episode Fourteen
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Sheriff
Clint Bolger and Rance Dehner walked back to the sheriff’s office from Harold’s
Barber Shop. Harold was also the town undertaker.
“I’ll
stay in town until this thing gets settled, Clint.”
“Appreciate
it, Rance. I’ll need help now that I don’t have a deputy. What got in to Emory
Logan anyhow? Emory wasn’t a good deputy, but he was a decent enough kid. Why
would he accuse Enoch of sparking with Judy Thompson?”
“So
you accept Enoch’s version of what happened tonight?”
Clint
nodded his head. “I’ve always known Enoch to be an honest man. My instincts are
usually right in these matters.”
“Someone
is waving at us.”
“Yeah.”
The two men started walking faster. After several steps, the sheriff greeted
the man standing in front of his office. “Mornin’, Laszlo.”
“Mornin’
Sheriff. I got somethin’ to show you. Somethin’ special.”
“Sure.”
The sheriff unlocked and opened the door. “Step inside.”
All
three men entered the office. Clint lit the lamp on his desk, then gave Laszlo
a friendly smile. “What have you got to show me?”
Laszlo
handed him the object.
“Good
heavens!” the sheriff’s voice was a loud whisper. “This is a photograph of Judy
Thompson!”
“Very
beautiful! Very beautiful lady!”
“Yes
Laszlo, she is, or was…”
Dehner
looked at the picture. “The Thompsons came from Indiana. They might not have
been too far away from Chicago. The picture was probably taken at a photography
studio there.”
“Where
did you get this, Laszlo?” the sheriff asked.
“At
the stable, where I sleep.”
“The
stable behind Harper’s Mercantile?”
“Yes.
I found it in one of Mr. Harper’s saddle bags. I noticed because the bag was
open, not like usual.”
Sheriff
Clint Bolger stared silently at the photograph for a few moments, then spoke
quietly to Dehner. “Maybe my instincts aren’t so good after all.”
Tomorrow:
Episode Fifteen of The Silent Child
