“I’m so glad!”
“Glad of what?”
“That you came as you did. There are burglars in the post office!”
“That’s what I thought, but wasn’t sure. Who are you and why are you in such an all-fired hurry?”
“One of them is chasing me. I tried to wake the postmistress, when he heard me and I had to run for my life. How thankful I am that you appeared just in time!”
“Where is the scandalous villain?” demanded Mr. Buxton, glancing on all sides.
“He will be here in a minute.”
“I shan’t wait for him; tell me where he is.”
The fugitive, who was momentarily expecting the appearance of his pursuer, pointed to the barn around which he had just dashed.
“He is coming from there. Look out, or he’ll shoot you!”