A Study in Scarlet (Serial Edition Cover) — page 151: what you’re looking at

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A STUDY IN SCARLET. 143 The Mormon looked at him with undisguised aston- ishment—indeed, it was difficult to recognize in this tattered, unkempt wanderer, with ghastly white face and fierce, wild eyes, the spruce young hunter of former days. Having, however, at last satisfied himself as to his iden- tity, the man’s surprise changed to consternation. “You are mad to come here,” he cried. “It is as much as my own life is worth to be seen talking with you. There is a warrant against you from the Holy Four for assisting the Ferriers away.” “IT don’t fear them or their warrant,’ Hope said, earnestly. “You must know something of this matter, Cowper. I conjure you by everything you hold dear to answer a few questions. We have always been friends. For God’s sake, don’t refuse to answer me.” “What is it?” the Mormon asked, uneasily. “Be quick. ‘The very rocks have ears and the trees eyes.” “What has become of Lucy Ferrier ?” “She was married yesterday to young Drebber. Hold up, man, hold up, you have no life left in you.” “Don’t mind me,” said Hope, faintly. He was white to the very lips, and had sunk down on the stone against which he had been leaning. “ Married, you say?” “Married yesterday—that’s what those flags are for on the Endowment House. There was some words be- tween young Drebber and young Stangerson as to which was to have her. They’d both been in the party that followed them, and Stangerson had shot her father, which seemed to give him the best claim; but when they argned it out in council, Drebber’s party was the stronger, so the prophet gave her over to him. Noone (Q) (C(O) nn) 0)(0)6) S (C@