“You leave Max alone,” said Dick gruffly.
“Hey? what say?”
“I say you leave Max alone. He’s my brother; and blood is thicker than water after all—ain’t it, mother?”
“Hush!” said Hopper, suddenly removing his pipe and making signs with the stem.
“What’s the matter?”
“There’s some one outside, under the window,” he said, in a whisper.
“Why, you can’t hear,” said Dick, in the same low voice.
“Can’t hear? No; but I can feel some one there.”
“It’s the boy,” said Dick.
“No; he’s gone to bed this hour,” said Mrs Shingle nervously.