An instant later, to his astonishment, he saw a young girl who was seated with two men in an open carriage, spring to the ground, and dropping to her knees put her arms about the tattered little figure.
"Why, Hannibal!" cried Betty Malroy.
"Miss Betty! Miss Betty!" and Hannibal buried his head on her shoulder.
"What is it, Hannibal; what is it, dear ?" "Nothing, only I'm so glad to find you!" "I am glad to see you, too!" said Betty, as she wiped his tears away.
"When did you get here, dear ?" "We got here just to-day, Miss Betty," said Hannibal.
Mr.Ware, careless as to dress, with a wiry black beard of a week's growth decorating his chin and giving an unkempt appearance which his expression did not mitigate, it being of the sour and fretful sort; scowled down on the child.

He had favored Boggs' with his presence, not because he felt the least interest in horse-racing, but because he had no faith in girls, and especially had he profound mistrust of Betty.

She was so much easily portable wealth, a pink-faced chit ready to fall into the arms of the first man who proposed to her.

But Charley Norton had not seemed disturbed by the planter's forbidding air.

Between those two there existed complete reciprocity of feeling, inasmuch as Tom's presence was as distasteful to Norton as his own presence was distressing to Ware.
"Where is your Uncle Bob, Hannibal ?" Betty asked, glancing about, and at her question a shadow crossed the child's face and the tears gathered again in his eyes.
"Ain't you seen him, Miss Betty ?" he whispered.