"
"Everyb-body's down on him," she sobbed, "just because he has to
d-drink sometimes on account of his lungs. I didn't know you were so
mean."
"Will you pass the word not to see him again before he leaves in the
morning?"
"Indeed, I won't!"
Sandy stopped the horse. "Then I'll wait till you do."
She tried to take the lines, but he held her hands. Then she declared
she would walk. He helped her out of the buggy and watched her start
angrily forth. In a few minutes she came rushing back.
"Sandy, you know I can't g-go by myself; I am afraid. Take me home."
"And you promise?"
She looked appealingly at him, but found no mercy. "You are the very
m-meanest boy I ever knew. Get me home before d-dad finds out, and
I'll promise anything. But this is the last word I'll ever s-speak to
you as long as I live."
At half-past seven they drove into town. The streets were full of
people and great excitement prevailed.
"They've found out about me!" wailed Annette, breaking her long
silence. "Oh, Sandy, what m-must I do?"
Sandy looked anxiously about him. He knew that an elopement would not
cause the present commotion. "Jimmy!" He leaned out of the buggy and
called to a boy who was running past. "Jimmy Reed! What's the matter?"
Jimmy, breathless and hatless, his whole figure one huge
question-mark, exploded like a bunch of fire-crackers.
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