I went once, after he came,--halfway,--and he saw me and called to me.

I had got halfway across the bridge, but I had to come back.

He was very angry, yet sort of--queer, too.

His face was all stern and white, and his lips snapped tight shut after every word.

He said never, never, never to let him find me the other side of that gate." David frowned as they turned to go up the hill.