CHAPTER IV
DIVIDED WAYS
“Yes, I just forgot all about it, for of course I wasn’t going to let the boys run me to death, and oh, mother, Apache can get over the ground! I never saw anything like the way he ran.”
“No, neither have I,” replied Mrs. Ashby significantly.
“You!” asked Beverly in surprise.
Mrs. Ashby nodded though her lips twitched.
Beverly’s face clouded and her lips set.
“How did you see me?” she demanded.
“From the window of the north-east dormer chamber.”
The girl’s dark eyes grew darker and signs of a pending tempest lowered as she asked: