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"Come to the back door, Donald. Just a moment, while I speak to Louise. And make 'Scotchie' keep still," said Faith, turning into the path leading to the back door. "Scotchie" was barking fiercely as if he resented the sight of the redcoat. The soldier turned quickly. "Stop that dog before I put a bullet into him," he called.
Hughie, however, had his plan as well, for immediately upon the ball leaving his stick, he threw himself in Dan's way, checking him effectually, and allowing Fusie, with Don and Scotchie following, to get away. The Front defense, however, was too strong, and the ball came shooting back toward the line of Reds, one of whom, making a short run, passed far out to Dan on the right.
Faith opened the kitchen door to step out, but closed it quickly, and looked around at her aunt with a startled face. "There's a little bear right on the door-step," she whispered. "A bear! Oh, I forgot. You have not seen 'Scotchie, our dog," said Aunt Prissy. "No wonder you thought he was a bear. But he is a fine fellow, and a good friend.
I often wish your dear father had just such a dog," and she opened the door and called "Scotchie! Scotchie!" The big black Newfoundland dog came slowly into the room. "Put your hand on his head, Faith," said Aunt Prissy, "and I'll tell him who you are, and that he is to take care of you. He went to school with Donald all last spring, and we knew he would take care of him.
"Old Scotchie takes his religion out in prayin', I guess," drawled in Bill, "but wants to sponge for his plant." This reference to Robbie's proposal to use the school moved the youngsters to tittering and made the little Scotchman squirm, for he prided himself upon his independence. "There ain't $700 in the hull blanked outfit."
"I'm glad those girls ran off that day," she thought, as she gently tried the back door. It was securely fastened. A low warning growl from "Scotchie" made her fear to lift a window. He would arouse the household. She stood on the steps, shivering a little in the sharp March wind. "I must get in without making a noise," she thought. But she could think of no way to accomplish it.
"He's afraid," Donald whispered to Faith, with a word to "Scotchie," and Faith ran up the path and entered the house. Donald and "Scotchie" stood waiting, the dog growling now and then, whenever the soldier moved about on the door-step. It was evident that the shoemaker was not at home, for no answer came to the raps.
"What is the name of the shoemaker's little girl, Aunt Prissy?" she asked, as they came in sight of home, with Donald and Philip, closely followed by "Scotchie," coming to meet them. "Her name is Louise Trent, and she is lame. She is older than you, several years older," answered Aunt Prissy, "and I fear she is a mischievous child.
In spite of her silence "Scotchie" realized that some one was outside. He barked, growled, and once or twice threw himself against the door. Then suddenly his growls stopped, and, before Faith had time to move, the kitchen door opened slightly and she heard her uncle say, "Who's there?" and knew that, musket in hand, he was awaiting her answer.
"I'd like to harness him to the sled; he could draw us both," suggested Donald, but Faith was sure that "Scotchie" would upset the sled; so her cousin gave up the project. "We can go on the lake just below Mrs. Tuttle's house, and skate along the shore home; can't we, Cousin Faith?" asked Donald, after they had stopped at Mrs. Willis' house and that of the clergyman.
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