The sheriff cleared his throat.
"Me an' Eleazer—" he began.
"Eleazer? Did he come with you?"
Elisha nodded.
"Where is he?"
"Outside."
"Isn't he coming in?"
"Yes—yes. He's comin' presently."
"Perhaps he doesn't dare," Marcia remarked with spirit. "I don't wonder he hesitates. He ran off with my dory yesterday."
"That warn't Eleazer. That was me."