Ranson's Folly by Richard Harding Davis
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silence. Crosby strode among them, looking neither to the left nor
right, and touched Lieutenant Ranson upon the shoulder. "The colonel's orders, Lieutenant Ranson," he said. "You are under arrest." Ranson leaned back against the music-rack and placed his glass upon the keyboard. One leg was crossed over the other, and he did not remove it. "Then you can't take a joke," he said in a low tone. "You had to run and tell." He laughed and raised his voice so that all in the club might hear, "What am I arrested for, Crosby?" he asked. The lines in Crosby's face deepened, and only those who sat near could hear him. "You are under arrest for attempting to kill a superior officer, for the robbery of the government pay-train--and for murder." Ranson jumped to his feet. "My God, Crosby!" he cried. "Silence! Don't talk!" ordered Crosby. "Come along with me." The four troopers fell in in rear of Lieutenant Crosby and their prisoner. He drew a quick, frightened breath, and then, throwing back his shoulders, fell into step, and the six men tramped from the club and out into the night. |
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