“You don’t mean it! Do you know any one there?”
“No.”
“Then I should think you would be afraid to go.”
“I have to go somewhere. Mr. Winter would have apprenticed me to a shoemaker if I had stayed in Wrayburn.”
“Did your mother know you were going to leave home?”
“Yes; I wouldn’t go without telling her.”
Adelbert sat down by Ben and the two talked earnestly. All at once they became sensible of a commotion, then of men, women and children running by them in excitement, the more timid uttering cries of alarm.
“What’s the matter?” asked Ben.
“It’s a mad dog,” answered his cousin, turning pale, “and he’s coming our way!”