"That's a very sensible suggestion. On the woods road, on the contrary, there are but few passengers, and he might be overlooked. So be it! We'll go by the woods road."
Not far from the place where Adin Dunham was waylaid, Dean pointed eagerly to an advancing figure.
"Isn't that Uncle Adin?" he asked eagerly pointing with his whip.
"Yes, it is, I declare."
Adin Dunham was walking with his head drooping, and seemed to drag one leg after the other in a weary way. He did not seem at all like himself.
"Uncle Adin," called Dean, when they were within hearing, "what's the matter? What has happened to you?"
Adin Dunham looked up, and sighed heavily.
"Dean," he said hoarsely, "I've been robbed!"
"Robbed, neighbor Dunham?" said Mr. Gould in surprise. "What have you been robbed of?"