He ran quickly down the slope toward the field where the horse was tethered. As he reached the road he saw a tall form advancing through the dusk with rapid strides. Something in the gait and outline set his heart to throbbing; he stopped and waited. The man came nearer.
"Bob!"
"Sandy!"
The two men clasped hands.
"Molly?" said her husband, brokenly. For answer Bob pointed silently toward the cabin, and Sandy passed up the slope before him. As he entered the little kitchen the child stopped eating and stared with wide-open eyes at the stranger.
"Dad-dy! dad-dy!" he babbled.
Sandy saw and heard nothing, but went blindly on into the inner room.
There was a glad cry, and Molly was in her husband's arms.
"I knew ye'd come!" she said.