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They'd go on about havin' all the indications of a big body uh rich ore. He'd soak it in, an' they'd hang around town one had a sore foot one time, I remember, that lasted 'em a month of good board at Frenchy's hotel before he drove 'em out agin to his mine, as he called it. "They worked that scheme on him for a long time and it was the only da scheme they wasn't too lazy to work.
"Frenchy's down in the fork'sle, with the hatch over him, and two men with loaded pistols keeping guard, lads." "But s'pose he gets out again?" "They arn't going to let him," said Bob Hampton, "so what's it to be? I've knuckled down, and so's Neb Dumlow and Barney Blane. Are you going to return to dooty or make a fight on it? Just say sharp, 'cause we're in a hurry."
And Tom Slade said nothing, only thought, and thought, and thought.... "We never thought about asking him to translate that letterr," said Archer. "I'm not thinking about that letter," Tom answered. "All I'm thinking about now is what he said about that new road. I'm not even thinking about their going through Switzerland, either," he added with great candor. "I'm thinking about Frenchy's sister.
For a few minutes the wife had gone out of the house, and she returned, breathlessly. "They is all laughin' down ter th' beach," she announced. "They is Frenchy's little bye, all wid' yeller curls, a-playin' wid our laddies, and Sammy Moore he've brung a barrel o' flour, and a box wid pork, and they is more tea and sugar. What d' yer think o' that?"
He saw Frenchy's sister Florette, slender and frail, wielding some heavy implement, doing her enforced bit in this work of shameless betrayal. He could see her eyes, sorrow-laden and filled with fear. He could see her as she had stood talking with him that night in the arbor.
"If we're going to hike into those mountains we've got to cross the river and we'll be outside of Alsace. We won't meet any French people and Frenchy's button won't do us any good over there. But if we stay on this side we've got to go through open country. I don't know which is better."
The little man is quite admirable in the sturdiness of his faith, in the power of his belief, that is the one supreme ideal always before him, and I shook hands with him. "But I fear he is very ill now. A boy just told me they had to carry him from his boat, when he returned this morning." "I'll go with you now to Frenchy's," said Helen. "Are you not afraid?" asked the little parson.
By scrambling down the rugged hillside one could reach this house without entering the hamlet at all. "If I dared, I'd make the break," said Tom. "Suppose they should be Gerrmans living therre?" Archer suggested. "I wouldn't risk it. Can't you see therre's a German flag on a flagpole?" "That's just it," said Tom. "If I knew they were French people I could show them Frenchy's button.
Pretty soon, nearly two dozen people had gathered at the trough. The innkeeper himself appeared, pale-eyed and sly; and Lupo made bold to show his face. "Look at Crazy Frenchy's gal diked out in all them duds," one of the company exclaimed. "She do look good, crazy or no crazy," remarked a swarthy-faced guide eying Phoebe with admiration.
Kid Morris, after vainly trying to slip a blue-bottle fly inside of Hopalong's shirt, gave it up and slammed his hand on Hopalong's back instead, crying: "Well, I'll be doggoned if here ain't Hopalong! How's th' missus an' th' deacon an' all th' folks to hum? I hears yu an' Frenchy's reg'lar poker fiends!" "Oh, we plays onct in a while, but we don't want none of yore dust.
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