"Stop, Zelie," urged Philippe. "I have a plan, and we will escape."
Zelie dried her eyes. Then she went to her room, and Philippe started to think.
Chapter XIII
THE CAVE OF THE CROWS
Philippe tried several times after that to post a letter. But Tom's eyes were very keen, and he seemed to see everything at once.
Ever since that day, Tom had watched Philippe all the time. But the man acted no differently than before. He whistled a great deal and was pleased with the money that the children brought in.
HE WHISTLED A GREAT DEAL
Still he worked them harder than ever. Often Philippe's legs ached with standing so long. Often his throat was sore with singing.