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And I'm goin' to write Fluke; and, if ye touches me afore I does all that I'll kill ye!" Lena drew back from her vehemence, leaving the way of the staircase clear, and in another instant Fledra was gone. The following day Shellington left for New York, immediately after breakfast.
Ann Shellington rang the Vandecar doorbell, and a few minutes later was ushered upstairs. Mrs. Vandecar was in a negligée gown, and Katherine was brushing the invalid's hair. "Pardon me, Ann dear," said Mrs. Vandecar, "for receiving you in this way; but I'm ill today." "I'm so sorry! It's I who ought to ask pardon for coming.
He remembered that she had never told him a lie nor broken a promise. "Ye swear that, if I let ye go now, ye'll come back tomorry night?" "Yes, I swear it, if you'll swear that you'll let Fluke alone, and that you won't ever hurt Mr. Shellington. Do you swear it?" Her voice was toned with a desperate passion, and she bent toward the squatter in command. "I swear it," muttered Lon.
"Ye may have e't all the greased pigs in this here country," she said to Shellington; "but ye don't eat this 'un! Ye see, this 'un's mine, and he's goin' to live, eat, and be happy, that's all!" Although she had spoken emphatically, her eyes dropped again before the keen gaze bent upon her. To relieve her embarrassment, she turned and shouted, "Flukey, Flukey, come along! Where's Snatchet?"
Not more than half an hour after Everett had reached Sherwoods Lane, Governor Vandecar's train came to a halt at the same place, and the party, consisting of the governor, Ann Shellington, and Katherine Vandecar, made ready to step out into the night. "Please draw up to the switch," the governor instructed the conductor, "and I'll hail you as soon as we return. Keep an ear out for my call."
Everett went forth from the interview discomfited, but none the less firm in his evil purpose. Only a few days later, when Lem Crabbe's scow was slowly making its way from Ithaca to Tarrytown, habeas corpus papers were served upon Horace Shellington to produce the twins in court and to give reasons why they should not be given to their father.
Miss Shellington threw open the door, and Vandecar's gaze fell upon a tall boy, straight and slim, who pierced him with eyes that startled him into a vague apprehension. He did not utter a word he seemed to be choked as effectually as if strong fingers were sunk into his throat. Floyd loosened his hands from Ann's and stepped forward.
"Ye won't keep her now, I bet that!" Cronk smiled covertly. "Aw, don't ye believe it! She be as safe stuck in that hut as if I'd nailed her leg to the floor. Ye don't know Flea, ye don't, Lem. She didn't come back with us 'cause she were my brat, but 'cause we was goin' to kill Flukey and Shellington.
But I'll come back to the scow, and go with you and Lem, if you let Fluke stay with Mr. Shellington. If you take him, you don't get me." "How ye goin' to help yerself?" Lon questioned, with a belittling sneer. "When I get hold of ye," put in Lem, "ye'll want to stay." The squatter again motioned the scowman to silence.
It had been her habit to kneel beside the boy at night and send up a petition for his recovery. Now she would thank God for his goodness to her, Everett had come to be more like himself, and Floyd's welcoming smile sent a thrill of joy through her. As Ann entered, Fledra looked up from her book. Her pale, beseeching face drew Miss Shellington to her. "Fledra dear, you study too late and too hard.
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