"Won't you tell me?"
"I can't."
"Is it a secret?"
"It is just at present. I want to think it over."
While she spoke Pamela kept glancing anxiously out at the door. She suddenly turned with frightened eyes.
"Ave! Uncle Fritz is coming! You must hide, quick! He mustn't catch you here for all the world! Run behind this stall. Don't move till he's gone."
AVELYN, CROUCHED UNDER THE MANGER, COULD HEAR THE BULLYING TONE IN HIS VOICE
She hustled Avelyn into the darkest corner of the stable, then herself sat down on the foot of the ladder that led to the floor above. A sound of footsteps brushing the grass was heard from outside, and in another moment Mr. Hockheimer entered.