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Updated: May 29, 2025
"From Hudsondale to Highvale, and right on down the west bank of the river to New York." Lou sat back on her heels reflectively. "All right," she said at last. "I ain't ever figgered on goin's far as New York, but I might as well go there as anywhere, and I guess I kin keep up with you now your back's kinder sprained. We'll go along together." James Botts gulped.
The latter probability seemed of no moment to Lou. She fell asleep again with her sponge cake half eaten, and he picked her up and nestled her in the hay as though she were in very truth a child. Then, as on the first night at the deserted mill near Hudsondale, he sat down at the foot of the haystack, on guard.
She added, with evident pride. "I never spilled a drop, either!" "Good Lord!" Jim ejaculated. "I believe you'd do anything once!" "I b'lieve I would, provided I wanted to," Lou agreed placidly. Then her tone changed. "There's somebody comin' up the road from Hudsondale like all in creation was after 'em."
"I have no intention of traveling by rail," he assured her. "A little while before you found me I don't quite know how long I was crossing that pasture which adjoins the wheat-field, thinking that this road might be a short cut to Hudsondale, when something came after me from behind and butted me over the fence.
"Who is he?" demanded her companion. "The Hess's next-door neighbor. She'll stop him right away an' ask if he's seen me on the road, an' they'll all be after me, but they'll never think of the old cow-trail; one of the hands showed it to me an' told me it led clear to Hudsondale, an' came out by the freight-yards." For a moment she paused with a little catch in her breath.
Four quarters and a fifty-cent piece represented his entire capital at the moment, and if he did put her into the hands of the county authorities until his journey was completed and he could make other arrangements for her, it would mean a delay on his part now, when every hour counted for so much just now. "Do you know how far we are from Hudsondale?" he asked.
"Thank you, sir," she said primly. "You ain't got any call to give me this, not after bringin' us all the way from Hudsondale." "I guess I can make a little present if I'm a mind ter, ter a pretty little girl like you." Mr. Perkins turned to Jim. "Wish yer both luck on your way."
An hour later when Jim came slowly up the hill road from the direction of Hudsondale, he saw a tiny smudge of smoke rising from a rock well hidden in the rank undergrowth at the edge of the stream, and approaching it found Lou industriously brushing her coat with a broom which she had improvised of small twigs tied together.
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