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I pushed the door wide; as the stream of cold air reached them, they looked toward it, and cried "Cassandra!" Ben started up with extended hands. "I went as far as Cape Horn only, but I bought you the idol and lots of things I promised from a passing ship. I have been home a week, and I am here. Are you glad? Can I stay?"
You may still sit upon the wooden benches where Burleigh, Spenser, Ben Jonson, James I., and his son Prince Charles have sat, and where, a little later, the victim of Prince Charles's cruel son, Algernon Sidney, dreamed of noble manhood and went forth a noble man; while in those shady avenues of beech and oak outside, smooth Edmund Waller bowed and smirked, and sighed compliments to his Sacharissa, as he called Dorothy Sidney, Algernon's sister.
On either side of the fire lay a man, well-wrapped in his blanket. A gun that for some reason looked very familiar to me was leaning against the rock near their heads. We could not see their faces from where we were, but like a flash I remembered the gun by the leather-covered stock. The two men were Old Ben and a young fellow who often went with him into the mountains.
After the evening romp and the last good-night, when the two elder children, Ben and Marie, called after her mother, Maritana, had given her their last injunctions to be sure and come for them "her very own self" on her way down to breakfast in the morning, she usually rode down between the cabbage-trees, down by the old rata, fired last autumn, away through the grasslands to the doctor's house, a few miles nearer Rochester; or he and his wife would ride out to chat with her.
And her uncle Ben and his wife asked her, too. "'Why not hit out a tune or two with the soft pedal on? I asks Marilla. 'Uncle Cal has begged you so often. It would please him a good deal to hear you touch up the piano he's bought for you. Don't you think you might? "But Marilla stands there with big tears rolling down from her eyes and says nothing.
Are you sure they were pursuers? Perhaps they were hunters looking for deer." "No," asserted the Indian decidedly. "Ben he know. Make no mistake. They hunt for lost gal." "They'll never find her. In that cave she is as safe as if buried a thousand feet underground. Even if they passed within ten feet of the entrance they could not discover it. Was Merriwell with them?" Ben shook his head.
Phillips came over to the arm-chair, and together they stood looking down on the treasured bit of flesh and blood. "Our eldest born," the mother said, softly. "And youngest, too, for the matter of that," answered Mr. Phillips, gaily. His wife laughed. "Ben, there isn't the least bit of sentiment in you, is there?
"I would like to visit the wreck. I have some time to spare to-day, and I am curious to see how such a big vessel looks when cast up high and dry on the rocks." "I can take yo' ober, sah." "Very well; do so, and I'll give you another dollar." "I'll be ready in a minute, as soon as I gits my fishing tackle an' bait out of de boat, sah." Ben hurried to his craft.
"That is, if you had to stay here all along, as I did, with nothing but them parrot birds screeching at you all day long. It was awful!" There was no use in staying longer on Lonely Island, and Ben Wrensch was only too glad to be taken from it. At first the motor girls talked of taking him with them, on the remainder of the cruise, but, as Jack pointed out, there was no need of this.
Perhaps he still felt a little weak and dazed. He kept speaking of Roberto, the Gypsy boy. "Strong as an ox, that feller," he said. "Wisht I had a man like him at the mill. Ben ain't wuth his salt." "Oh, I'm sure, Uncle Jabez, Ben is very faithful and good," urged Ruth. "Wal, a feller that could carry me like that young man done he's jest another Sandow, he is," said Uncle Jabez.
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