"What can have happened?" exclaimed the postboy, as he took the limp figure in his arms.
CHAPTER XXXIII.
THE GATHERING STORM.
It seemed a long time to the anxious postboy before his brother opened his eyes.
"I found you, Dix," he said. "I told mother I would if she would let me go on Fairy."
"What has happened, Sammy?"
"I don't know just what it is, Dix; but mother has been crying all the afternoon. She got a letter somehow, saying that you had been killed, and that if she and father valued their lives, to move out of Six Roads before to-morrow morning. Then, when you did not come, she was sure you had been killed, and she is nearly crazy."
"Well, it is not as bad as she thought, for you see I am as well as ever. Now let us hasten home as fast as we can, so as to relieve her suspense."
Sammy having fully recovered his usual self by this time, he remounted Fairy, and, side by side, the brothers galloped on toward Daring's Diamond.
It had been Little Snap's idea to have his brother ride on, to get home as soon as possible, while he stopped to have the mail sorted.
"Tell mother I am all right, and that I will be along as soon as possible. Let Fairy go at her best."