"What's the matter with you?" asked Willy, feeling sorry in spite of himself.
"Oh! Oh! Oh! I'm so sick," groaned the man in the hen-house.
"How? What's the matter?"
"That man that fooled me in here gave me something to drink, and it's pizened me; oh! oh! oh! I'm dying."
It was a horrible groan.
Willy's heart relented. He moved to the door and was just about to open it to look in when a light flashed across the yard from Uncle Balla's house, and he saw him coming with a flaming light-wood knot in his hand.
CHAPTER V.
Instead of opening the door, therefore, Willy called to the old man, who was leisurely crossing the yard: "Run, Uncle Balla. Quick, run!"
At the call Old Balla and Frank set out as fast as they could.