Rob’s mind was deeply impressed that evil was about to fall upon him and his friends, but he could not see clearly its nature. He could not realize that his father, after all the years he had been away, had appeared in this country town, making his coming more tragical by being concerned in the recent robbery. As yet he could not believe his father had sunk so low as to become a common housebreaker.
As they came in sight of his home Rob caught sight of his mother at one of the windows, but she quickly disappeared.
“Look out sharp for the youngster, Hardy,” called out the sheriff. “I will look after our man inside, while the rest of you”—addressing his companions—“surround the house and see that the dog does not escape. Remember, you will be justified in shooting him if he offers resistance.”
Having given this command, Mr. Stanyan started toward the door.
It was opened by Mrs. Little, who asked:
“What is wanted?”
“We want him!” exclaimed the officer. “I am the sheriff, so stand aside for the law.”
“There is nobody here that you can want, sir. We are honest——”
“We are after Gid Bayne, and we know he is hiding here. If he’ll give up peaceably we’ll not hurt the rest of you.”
“Who said he was here?” asked the frightened woman, and through that question the hopes of Rob fell like lead. His father was there!