Daniel was anxious to get rid of the man, and he was certain that the
teacher had not gone in the direction of the Peabodys’, for he had
watched the road every minute until he came around to the front of the
school.
Harrington Winthrop took himself away, with a baffled look on his
imperious face. As soon as he had passed from sight, Dan reconnoitred
the school-yard.
There was no sign of anybody. He listened, but could not hear the dog.
He gave a long, low whistle, and instantly from the distance, toward the
woods, he heard a faint, sharp bark in answer. He whistled again, and
again came the dog’s response.
Daniel was over the fence in a second and down the hill, not whistling
again until he reached the log across the brook. Then the dog’s bark
was nearer, but it ended suddenly, as if some one was holding his
muzzle. The boy thought he understood, and bounded rapidly toward the
place from which the sound seemed to have come. In a moment more he had
plunged into the darkness of the woods.
CHAPTER XXII
Daniel found Dawn huddled at the foot of a tree, behind a thicket of
laurel, with her bag beside her, and tears on her frightened face.
The dog had broken away from her and met him with a joyous bark, wagging
his tail and running back and forth between them, his ragged, hairy body
wriggling joyously; for had he not both of them here together, far away
from intruding strangers? Why should not all be well now?
"Oh, Daniel!" said Dawn, in a voice that was almost a sob. "Why did you
come after me?"
"I had to," said Dan, looking almost sullen. "I couldn’t let you come
off alone. Besides, you don’t need to go. We won’t let anybody hurt
you. I can knock that fellow into the middle of next week if you say
the word."
But the trouble was not lifted from her face.
"You are very good, and I thank you more than I can ever tell," she
answered him; "but I must go away. He is a bad man, and he thinks he has
some power over me. It would be of no use for you to knock him into
next week, for he would be on hand again the next week to deal with. He
would tell the minister and everybody that he had a right to take me
away, and they would all believe him. He can make wrong things seem
right to people. He has done it before. I’m afraid of him. I never
expected to meet him here. There is nothing to do but get away where he
can’t find me. I must get away at once, or he may follow me. Will you
please take Rags and go back now, and will you take a letter that I left
in the school-house to the minister? I am so sorry to go this way, but
it cannot be helped. I must get away from that man."
"Is he—has he any right?" began Daniel lamely and then burst out: "I
mean, is he anything to you—any kind of relation, you know?"
"Nothing in the world, I’m thankful to say, and he never shall be as
long as I live. But I never could feel safe again, now that he knows
where I am."
Dan stood puzzled and troubled.
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