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The man on the bed moved and moaned, and she went back to him. "Perhaps we had better send some one to look for the boy," said Goodlaw. "I will go myself " He was interrupted by the opening of the door. Andy Gilgallon stood on the threshold and looked in with amazement. He had not expected to find the lady and the lawyer there. "I come to see Bachelor Billy," he said.
There were no cars ready for hoisting, and Billy and his co-laborer, Andy Gilgallon, were able to rest for many minutes from their toil. As they sat looking down upon the green landscape below them, Bachelor Billy's attention was attracted to a boy who was hurrying along the turnpike road a quarter of a mile away.
Both he and Ralph expected that a verdict would be rendered for the defendant, in accordance with Ralph's testimony, and neither of them were surprised, therefore, when Andy Gilgallon came up from the city after supper and informed them that the jury had so found. That settled the matter, at any rate.
A growing fear had taken possession of his mind that something was wrong, and so terribly wrong that they dared not tell it to him. When the clock struck two, he sat up in the bed and looked at Andy Gilgallon with a sternness in his face that was seldom seen there. "Andy," he said, "tha's summat ye're a-keepin' fra me. If aught's happenit to the lad I want ye s'ould tell me.
I don't like the looks o' it, Billy," said Andy Gilgallon, as a sharp flash cut the cloud surface from zenith to horizon, and a burst of thunder followed that made the breaker tremble. "No more do I," replied Bachelor Billy; "but we'll no' git scart afoor we're hurt. It's no' likely the buildin' 'll be washit awa'."
It was well along in the afternoon that Billy, looking out to the north-west, saw a dark cloud rising slowly above the horizon, and said to Andy Gilgallon, his assistant, that he hoped it would not go away without leaving some rain behind it. Looking at it again, a few minutes later, he told Andy that he felt sure there would be water enough to lay the dust, at any rate.
He thought Ralph would come then to his dinner. He wondered that the boy should go away and leave him for so long a time alone in his illness. The noon hour came, but Ralph did not come. Andy Gilgallon returned and tried to divert the man's mind with stories of the fire, but the attempt was in vain. At one o'clock they made a pretence of sending Mrs.
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