Indeed, though he shaded his eyes with his hand and made a prolonged examination of the outlook, nothing different from ordinary was visible; and, after a moment’s reflection, he sought Aunt Sally and reported:
“Well, Mrs. Benton, I ’low I’m doomed to that dose of picra, for I––I––– You see–––”
“Ephraim Ma’sh, where’s them children?”
“That’s just exactly what I’d like to know myself, neighbor.”
“Huh! You needn’t go ‘neighborin’’ me, if that’s all you’re worth. Tryin’ fool capers like a boy, ain’t you? Think it was terr’ble clever to cut strings that I’d took the trouble to tie and then settin’ them youngsters free. Well, all I have to say is that you’ve done more harm than you can undo in a hurry, and that’s the true word,” retorted the indignant matron, beating a bowlful of eggs as she would have enjoyed beating him just then.
Ephraim crossed the kitchen and laid one hand on her shoulder, saying:
“Come, Sally, let’s quit chasing about the bush. There’s something more in this nonsense than appears, and if you’re a true and loyal friend to this family I’m another as good. Two heads are better than one, you know–––”
“Even if one belongs to a silly old feller like you? H’m Ephraim, you’re right! There is somethin’ more’n shows outside. That candy was a bait, a trap, a lure, a––anything you choose; and I do hope the little fellers are safer’n I fear they be. If I catch ’em again, for their good–––My suz! Here they’re comin’ back of their own free will and wonder ain’t ceased!”
Indeed, as swiftly as they had scampered away, the lads were returning and burst into the kitchen, crying with what little breath they had left: