13/18 Afraid I shall have to disappoint him again, to-night." "You will not wait for him ?" "Hardly. You heard what he said about Delavan? Now I think both those lads will meet me much sooner than they expect." He stepped forward into the open doorway, and blew three shrill blasts on a silver whistle. The echo had scarcely died away, when, out from a thick clump of trees perhaps half a mile distant, a horse shot forth, racing toward us. As the reckless rider drew up suddenly, I saw him to be a barefooted, freckle-faced boy of perhaps sixteen, his eyes bright with excitement. |