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Aleck's face lit up, and he once more caught Ness's eyes fixed upon him as he spoke. "Oh, yes," he said; "several." "And you could direct us to their cottages?" "I could," said Aleck, "but I'm not going to." "Well done, Master Aleck!" shouted the gardener. "Silence, sir," said the captain, sternly. "Go on, Aleck."
"We'll show him that he can't come here and attack father," added Sam. Leaving their father in the care of their Aunt Martha, the three Rover boys armed themselves and sallied forth, accompanied by their uncle and Alexander Pop, the latter carrying a horse-pistol of the old-fashioned variety. "Dat dar Baxter am a rascal of de fust water," was Aleck's comment.
The meal was enjoyed by all, even Tom eating his full share in spite of his swollen ankle, which was now gradually resuming its normal condition. Cujo had found the trail at a distance of an eighth of a mile above the wayside hostelry. "Him don't lead to de ribber dare," he said. "But I dun think somet'ing of him." "And what do you think?" asked Tom, from his seat on Aleck's back.
Aleck's fancies were not very capricious, and not frequent, but Sally's scattered a good deal. Aleck, in her dream life, went over to the Episcopal camp, on account of its large official titles; next she became High-church on account of the candles and shows; and next she naturally changed to Rome, where there were cardinals and more candles. But these excursions were a nothing to Sally's.
I didn't say anything at the time, but that afternoon I took him to a clothing store, had it opened as a favor to me and fitted him out with a suit of black, and a shirt, and shoes and a hat everything he wanted and got him a carpet-bag, and told Abraham, the clothier, to put Aleck's old things into it, and he would call for them the next day.
As Murdie glanced toward the pulpit he saw that the minister had risen and was listening intently. "Behold the sparrow findeth out " chanted the precentor. "You are a liar!" The words, in Aleck's fiery voice outside, fell distinctly upon Murdie's ear, though few in the congregation seemed to have heard. But while Murdie was making up his mind to slip out, the minister was before him.
"Shall I go arter him, sir?" said Tom. "No, no. He is half way to the top by now." "Yes, yes," cried the middy; "and look sharp, or perhaps he'll be trying to shut us up again." "Not he," said Aleck; "he won't stop till he is safe. I don't believe we shall see the lazy old scoundrel again." Aleck's words proved to be true.
Mélanie's eyes lifted to meet Aleck's, and they were full of an almost tragic passion; but it was a passion for comprehension and love, not primarily for the man sitting before her. She added simply: "And for my dream I'd give all the wealth, all the love, I have." The room was very still. Aleck Van Camp sat quiet and grave, his forehead resting on his hand.
He caught Aleck's hand, as the lad thought, to cling to it imploringly, but the next moment he held it to his forehead, and it was snatched away in horror, for the man had evidently been cut down and was bleeding profusely. "He's wounded badly, Tom," whispered Aleck, excitedly. "We must help him now." "Ay, ay, sir," said Tom, gruffly. "Ah, the boat! The boat!" panted the smuggler.
He had blundered with his lie that had meant to help. The lie had proven to every man who heard him utter it that his faith in Aleck's innocence was not strong; it had proven that he did not trust the facts. That hurt Lite, and made it seem more than ever his task to clear up the matter, if he could. If he could not, then he would make amends in whatever way he might.
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