Of course Tomson could not say. Neither could Float. The latter made
the most sensible suggestion the circumstances admitted of--namely,
that they should go and search for him. Mrs. Bell urged them to do so
at once and to make haste about it. Bell would be found in Trennach
fast enough, she said. As he had not taken refuge in Float's the
miner's house, he had taken it in somebody else's, and was staying
there till he grew sober.
On this day, Wednesday, Trennach was again taking holiday, and laying
the blame on the Seven Whistlers. But this state of things could not
last. The men knew that; and they now promised the overseer, Ross,
whose rage had reached a culminating point, that the morrow should see
them at work. One wise old miner avowed an opinion that three days
would be enough to "break the spell o' they Whistlers and avert evil."
So the village street was filled with idlers, who really, apart from
smoking and drinking, had nothing to do with themselves. It was a
little early yet for the Golden Shaft: and when Andrew Float and
Tomson arrived amongst them with the account that Josiah Bell had not
been seen since the previous evening or been home all night, and that
his wife (or as Tomson phrased it in the local vernacular, his woman)
couldn't think where he had got to and had put a rod in pickle for
him: the men listened. With one accord, they agreed to go and look for
Bell: and they set about it heartily, for it gave them something to
do.
But Josiah Bell could not be found. The miners' dwellings were
searched, perhaps without a single exception, but he had not taken
refuge in any one of them. Since quitting the Golden Shaft the
previous evening at dusk, as testified to by the men who were there,
only two persons, apart from his wife, could remember to have seen
him: Blase Pellet, and the Rector of Trennach, the Reverend Thomas
Pine. Mr. Pellet, standing at his shop-door for recreation at the
twilight hour, had seen Bell pass down the street on his way from the
inn, and noticed that he was tolerably far gone in liquor. The
clergyman had seen and spoken to Bell a very few minutes later.
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