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His yellow eyes shone like lamps. "Of all things!" said Hortense. Then the Cat disappeared, and they heard the soft thud of his feet alighting on the roof. "We must see what he's up to," said Hortense. Followed by Andy, she ran to the ladder, scrambled to the top, and peered out. The Cat was perched on top of the chimney, looking this way and that.
The little fellow's warm-hearted offer, and the expressions of sympathy and regret on the part of his schoolmates, cheered Andy. It was pleasant to think that he would be missed. On the closing day he received the first prize for scholarship from the hands of Dr. Crabb. "You will take my best wishes with you, Andy," said the venerable principal.
But from the way in which they had rigged themselves out, so as to avoid being recognized, if seen, it looked as though the four boys had something more than that in view. However, all's well that ends well, and Andy was quite satisfied with the way things had turned out.
"Father, I will try to be a good son to you, too!" "Thank God!" sobbed Janie, kneeling by the chair, and drawing Andy within the circle of her new hopes. The old clock ticked and ticked contentedly. The hissing of the kettle on the fire recalled Janie to her happy tasks, and Martin and his son wondered what the future would bring. "Only the cane now, Andy. The days of crutches are over!"
"Do you expect me to give you fifty dollars?" "Yes, I do." "I don't mean to do it." Andy had satisfied himself that the tramp had no weapon, and this encouraged him. He could not hold the horse and attack him at one and the same time, but with a revolver he would have been at his mercy. Besides, Andy's ears were keen, and he thought he heard the sound of wheels behind him.
Pay this young man his twelve dollars, or we'll cause your arrest on this assault charge. Now, my friend, it's up to you," and taking out his pocket knife Tom began whittling a stick picked from the ground. Andy and his chums looked admiringly at Tom, who had thus found such an effective lever of persuasion. The angry farmer glanced from one to the other of the five lads.
"Might as well," returned the young major. "Andy may get into trouble with Ritter, and if so we want to be on hand to help him." Ritter and the man were talking in a low tone, so that what was said could not be overheard. They had stepped into the house to get out of the keen wind that had sprung up.
Hungry, tired and cold, for the summer was gone and mid-autumn had brought its chilly nights, Andy found himself, as darkness fell, in a vile, narrow court, among some children as forlorn and dirty as himself. It was Grubb's court his old home though in his memory there was of course no record of the place.
"Mind the north gate . . . tell Andy I'm all right and make him look after himself . . . he's overworking . . . if you want to send a message to the other people you'd better send by Nazri . . . if the Badas mean business they'll shut up the road you go by. That's all. Good luck and thanks very much." Lewis found Mrs. Logan making a final inspection of the supper-room.
Andy did not know whether to be a little angry or not because of what the impetuous Felix had done, but apparently nobody had been seriously hurt; and on the whole, the four "sneaks," as Felix called them, deserved some punishment; so he let it go at that. There was no further alarm that night.
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