"Well, I mean it! I am soaked, and you are, too. Besides, that lightning is awful--and the thunder! I can't stand it--come on. I'm sure he won't eat us!" But the girls were saved any anxiety by the action of the strange man. Alice was trying to draw her sister toward the cabin, and Ruth, torn between a desire to get under shelter, and fear of the man, was hardly able to decide, when the stranger darted back into the cabin, and came out with an umbrella. "Oh, he's going to offer it to us!" exclaimed Alice. "That is good of him." But, to her surprise, no less than that of Ruth, the man called out: "Come in, and welcome, young ladies. You may stay in this cabin as long as you like. The roof leaks in one place, but otherwise it is dry. I have to go away. Come in!" And with that he put up the umbrella and hurried off, limping through the rain, but never once glancing back at the girls. For a moment Alice and Ruth did not know what to do or think. The action was certainly strange. And why had not the man come to meet them with the umbrella, while he was about it? There was some little distance to go, from the fringe of trees where the two girls stood, to the cabin, and this space was open; whereas, by keeping under the leafy boughs they were, in a measure, protected from the pelting rain. "What shall we do, Ruth?" asked Alice. She wanted to defer to the older judgment of her sister. But Ruth answered: "I don't know, dear. What had we better do? I'm afraid----" "And so am I afraid--but I'm more afraid of this thunder and lightning, to say nothing of the rain, than I am of what may be in that cabin, now that the man has so kindly left it to us. I'm going in there, Ruth, and stay until the storm is over." With that, picking up her skirts, Alice sped across the open space, leaving Ruth to do as she pleased. And, naturally, Ruth would not stay there to be drenched alone. "Wait for me, Alice--wait!" she pleaded. But there was no need for Alice to delay, since she would only get the wetter, and Ruth was in no danger. "Come along," called Alice over her shoulder, and Ruth came. The sisters reached the cabin just as a brilliant flash of lightning, with almost simultaneous thunder, seemed to open the clouds, and the rain came down in a veritable flood. "Just in time!" cried Alice. "We would have been drowned if we had stayed out there. That man has some good qualities about him, at any rate. He was nice enough to give us the use of this place." "And maybe we're wronging him," panted Ruth, out of breath after her little run, and her hair all awry. "He may be all right, and it is foolish to suspect him of something we know nothing about." "Perhaps," admitted Alice. "But there is a look in his face I do not like. I can't explain why, but he looks, somehow--oh, I can't explain it, but he looks as if he had been in prison--or some place like that."