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Boyd must not blame the Lew Baxters any more, when they were quite innocent, and give them a bad name. Yours respectfully, FAITH MEREDITH." "Susan, after I'm dead I'm going to come back to earth every time when the daffodils blow in this garden," said Anne rapturously. "Nobody may see me, but I'll be here.
"But I reckon we could do without the Baxter and the Buddy Girk kind." "And the Josiah Crabtree kind," added Sam. "Don't forget that miserable sneak." "Perhaps Crabtree has reformed, like Mumps." "It wasn't in him to reform, Larry," came from Tom. "Oh, how I detested him, with his slick, oily tongue! I wish they had caught him and placed him where he deserved to be, with the Baxters."
Truly the Lord was present in our midst, and oh, Ivory! the visions we saw in that place when Jacob Cochrane first unfolded his gospel to us. Was ever such a man!" "Probably not, mother," remarked Ivory dryly. "You were speaking of the Baxters. I remember their home, and the little girl who used to stand in the gateway and watch when we came out of meeting.
The cook had another trayful of food, which he passed to Dick in silence, taking the other tray in exchange. "Where is Captain Langless?" asked Tom. "Can't come now," answered the cook. "Then send the Baxters here." "They can't come either." "Have they gone ashore?" questioned Dick. "I can't answer any questions," and the cook started to back out. "Who is in charge? We must see somebody."
"Here we are," he whispered and pointed ahead. There, through the trees, could be seen the waters of the tiny bay, and there lay the Peacock at anchor. Only one man was on deck, a sailor Dick had seen several times. Otherwise the craft appeared deserted. "Do you suppose the Baxters and the others have gone ashore?" asked Dick. "No telling yet, lad. Let us watch out for a while."
The Baxters were hiding behind a clump of bushes, but now, as soon as discovered, they took to their heels, making sure that the bushes and trees should keep them screened, so that there would be no danger from a fire such as had brought down their unlucky companion. "They're on us, dad!" groaned Dan Baxter, "Oh, why did we ever come out here!" "Silence, Dan," whispered Arnold Baxter.
"Well, if you do your best I will remember it when it comes to a final settlement," responded Arnold Baxter, with more grace than Tom had anticipated. "Let me think it over for a few hours, and I will give you an answer," said the boy, and though they coaxed and threatened, neither of the Baxters could get any more out of him.
"More than likely, while these Baxters carry out their little game that is, providing your brothers are on board and I fancy they are. I can tell ye, I fancy they are a tough crowd all around." "Well, one comfort, the Peacock won't get very far anywhere along shore without being spotted, for the police have sent the news to all principal places." "Well, that's a good plan.
A sudden breeze among the orchard boughs as she neared the house was followed by a shower of russets, and everywhere the red Baldwins gleamed on the apple-tree boughs, while the wind-falls were being gathered and taken to the cider mills. There was a grove of maples on the top of Town-House Hill and the Baxters' dooryard was a blaze of brilliant color.
The conversation which followed lasted for quarter of an hour. What was said Sam could not make out. The boy wanted to get away, but was helpless, and now Dan Baxter took away the pistol with which he had provided himself. A little later the Baxters and Crabtree moved toward the wreck, leaving him bound to the tree, alone.
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