“Oh, Amos!” Amanda’s voice was full of delight. “I shouldn’t wonder if she had.”
“But Captain Stoddard says he followed the Truro path and no sign of her; and other people say that wolves would get her if she started to walk.”
Amanda’s face had brightened at Amos’s assertion that he knew he could find Anne, and now she asked eagerly:
“What makes you think you could find her, Amos?”
“You won’t tell?” and Amos looked at his sister sharply.
“I promise, hope to die, I won’t,” answered Amanda.
“Well, I’ll tell you. I think she started for Truro, and will go by the meadows and over the hill instead of the regular path. I know the way I’d go, and I know I could find her; but father just shakes his head and won’t let me try.”
“Amos, you go,” said Amanda. “Promise you’ll go. I’ll tell you something if you won’t ever tell. It’s something awful!”
“I won’t tell,” said the boy.
“I made Anne run away! Yes, I did. I was angry when she told me about going to Boston again, and going in a chaise, and I pushed her——”