"Mebbe that'll do if I send for you, you'll come, hey?"
"Yes, sir."
The deacon did not feel disposed to postpone what he regarded as important business, and he left the cottage, taking the shortest direction to the squire's more imposing dwelling. We will precede him.
James Collins and his friend, as already described, ran away as fast as their legs could carry them, when they ascertained what damage had been done.
No one, so far as they knew, had seen them, and they hoped to escape, scot free.
Tom accompanied James home, and stayed to supper. After supper the boys went out, and had a conference together.
James felt a little nervous, though he believed that he was safe from incurring suspicion.
"I wonder if the deacon has found old Whitey yet?" said James.
"I guess so," answered Tom. "He usually goes after the cows before this."
"I wonder how he'll think it happened?"