Billy was anything but easy in his mind during these exciting days. Who were the two strangers who had searched old Harry's hut? Were they the same two he and Maurice had seen in the woods on the night of the storm? If so, why did they send a message to Hinter, and what was its significance? Where was Gibson's Grove7, anyway? These questions bothered him, and pondering upon them robbed him of appetite and sleep. Maurice and Elgin were no help to him in a dilemma8 of this kind and the new boy, Jim Scroggie, he knew scarcely well enough to trust.
It was, perhaps, just as well for Anson that he kept out of Billy's way during this period. However very little that Billy did was missed by his pale blue eyes. He knew that his step-brother had visited the haunted house alone and had searched it nook and corner. For what? He had seen him fasten his rabbit-foot to a branch of a tree and dig, and dig. For what? He wanted to find out but dared not ask. Perhaps Billy was going crazy! He acted like it. Anson made up his mind that he would confide11 his suspicions in his mother. But on the very day that he had decided12 to pour into Mrs. Wilson's ear all the strange goings-on of his brother, Billy caught him out on a forest-path alone and, gripping him by the shoulder, threatened to conjure13 up by means of witchcraft14 at his command a seven-headed dragon with cat-fish hooks for claws who would rip his—Anson's—soul to shreds15 if he so much as breathed to his mother one word of what he had seen.
In vain Anson declared he didn't know anything to tell. Billy looked at him calmly. "You been follerin' me an' I know it," he said. "Croaker saw you, an' so did Ringdo."
Anson's mouth fell open in terror. "You don't mean—" he commenced, then gulped16, unable to proceed.
"That Croaker's a witch? Of course he's a witch, an' so's Ringdo. They both know exactly what you're thinkin', an' what you're doin'. Listen, you," as Anse shivered. "Didn't you dream, jest t'other night, that Croaker was bendin' over you to peck your eyes out?"
Anse nodded a reluctant admission.
"Well, s'pose it wasn't any dream? S'pose it was all real? An' s'pose, if I hadn't waked up in time to stop him, he'd have picked your eyes out an' put in fisheyes in their place? Then you couldn't see anythin' unless you was under water. An' s'pose, when I asked Croaker what he wanted to do that awful thing fer, he up an' told me that you'd been spyin' on me an' you didn't deserve to own human eyes? I say s'pose all this. Now then, Anse, you best mind your own business an' let your mouth freeze up close, else you're goin' to have an awful time of it. If I get Croaker to say he won't gouge17 your eyes out till I give the word it's more'n you deserve."
Hope stirred in Anson's fear ridden soul—hope which Billy remorselessly killed with his next words.
"But I couldn't get no promise out o' Ringdo. He says you're workin' 'gainst us."
"But I ain't, Bill. Cross my heart, I ain't," protested Anson. "Why should I be?"
"Maybe jest 'cause you're a sneak," Billy answered, "but you're my brother an' I don't want anythin' horrible to happen to you if I kin9 help it. The best thing fer you to do is keep mum, an' when you see me strikin' off anywhere look t'other way."
"An' you'll see that Ringdo don't bite me, Bill?" pleaded Anson. "You'll keep him off me, won't you?"
Billy considered. "I'll try," he promised, "but it's goin' to take a whole lot of coaxin' to do it. That old witchcoon has been prowlin' down through the tamarack swale huntin' copperhead snakes for a week now, gettin' ready to do fer somebody er other."
"Why to poison his teeth with. He's loadin' up fer somebody, sure as shootin'. Gosh! I am sorry you've been sech a fool, Anse. Jest think, one little scratch from that coon's teeth and—'
"Bill," Anson's voice was husky with terror. "You won't let him touch me, will you, Bill?"
"I'll keep him away from you so long as you keep away from us, an' hold a close tongue in your head," Billy promised. "Understan', though, it's goin' to be a mighty20 hard thing to do; I saw him trying the bark of that elm jest under our winder only this mornin'. He's likely aimin' to shin up that tree an' fall on your face, most any night, so if you want your eyes an' your life you'd better do what I say."
"I'll do jest as you say, Bill," Anse promised, fervently21, and Billy knew that he meant it. "All right, that's a go," he said and went off to the menagerie to feed his pets.
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Something else was to happen shortly to make Billy feel that his world was full of mysterious agents sent for no other purpose than to give him fresh worries.
That evening, as he drove the cattle down along the Causeway for water he met two teams of horses hauling loads of greasy-looking timbers and black, oily pipes. The men who drove the teams were strangers to him. Scroggie, or Heir Scroggie, as he was now commonly called in the neighborhood, sat beside the driver of one of the wagons22.
"He's movin' a saw-mill up into the big woods," thought Billy. "But where in the world did it come from!" he pondered as he looked after the creaking loads.
He was not long to remain in doubt on that point. As he approached the lake road another load of timbers and metal rounded the corner. Two men were seated on the load, a big, broad-shouldered man and a thin one. Some little distance behind another man was walking. It was Hinter.
As the load drew close to where Billy stood partly concealed24 by a clump25 of red willows26, the driver halted his team for a rest after the pull through the heavy sand, and apparently28 not noticing the boy, spoke29 in guarded tones to his companion.
"If I had only listened to you, Jack30, we wouldn't have lost that whisky," he said. "I was dead sure nobody would go near that place. And at that we didn't find what we did the job to get, did we? It'll be just our luck to have that will turn up in time to cook our goose, yet."
"Well, Tom, I reckon it's none of our funeral whether it turns up or not," growled31 the other. "We're gettin' paid well fer what we're doin', ain't we? If it turns up, Scroggie and the boss'll have to do their own worryin'."
The driver cracked his whip and the load went on, swaying and creaking as it left the soft sand for the corduroy.
A little further on Billy came face to face with Hinter. "How are you, Billy?" spoke the man, pleasantly. "Still driving the cows down to the lake for water, I see."
"Yep; they don't seem to take to the crick water," Billy replied. "It's sort of scummy an' smells queer."
Hinter laughed constrainedly32. "I've been pretty well through the Settlement, and most of the creeks33 are like that," he replied. "What do you suppose causes that scum and that peculiar34 odor?" he asked, casually35.
The boy shook his head. "I dunno; them cricks shouldn't be that way; they're all spring-fed. Maybe you know?" looking straight into Hinter's eyes.
"No," said Hinter, startled at the directness of look and question. "I don't know."
"Mr. Hinter, where did that stuff on them wagons come from?"
"Why, it belongs to Mr. Scroggie," Hinter answered. "It was brought across from Ohio by schooner38. You know what it is, I suppose?"
"No. It's a couple of boring rigs, Billy. Mr. Scroggie is going to earn the good will of all of us here by boring for water and giving us fine wells on our farms. Don't you think that is mighty good of him?"
"Yes, sir. If we had a good well I wouldn't have to drive the cows down to the lake every night, like this."
"That's so, Billy." Hinter laughed and slapped the lad's shoulder. "Well I'll see that he bores on your daddy's farm just as soon as he strikes water on his own. I intend to help him get started, because I think it's going to be a good thing for everybody. Besides, I know boring-rigs from bit to derrick. It's my trade, you see."
Billy nodded. "An' is the schooner still anchored off here?" he asked. "I might take a fish-boat an' row out to her, if she is."
"No," Hinter answered. "She didn't anchor off here; water's too shallow. She anchored off Gibson's Grove, five miles up the point. She's on her way back to Cleveland by now."
He was already several paces away, anxious to overtake the wagon23. Billy stood looking after him, a frown on his brow. "Gibson's Grove," he repeated. "So that's where Gibson's Grove is!" Then the message which the strangers had sent by old Harry might have had some significance, after all.
Billy passed on slowly after his cows, up through the spicy41 pines to the pebbled42 beach of the lake, pondering for a solution to the biggest problem his young mind had ever had to wrestle43 with. He seated himself on the prow18 of the big fish-boat, his eyes on the thirsty cattle now belly-deep in the blue water, drinking their fill. Along the shore stood the big reels used for holding the seines and nets when not in use. The twine44 had been newly coal-tarred and the pungent45 odor of the tar36 mingled46 pleasingly with the breath of pine and the sweet freshness of the sun-warmed water.
Billy's eyes strayed to those reels and he sighed to think that the washing and retarring of the nets was just another sign that the glad summer holidays would soon be over and the drab days of fall—and school—would soon be there. A low-flying flock of black ducks passed over his head in flight from the lake's bosom47 where they had rested through the day to the marsh48 feeding grounds across the point, and the shadow passed from the boy's face.
After all fall had its compensations. Glorious days beneath lowering skies in a wind-whipped blind were before him; stormy days when the ducks would sweep in to his decoys and his old "double-barrel" would take toll49. If only Frank Stanhope was to be the teacher instead of that cold-eyed, mean looking Johnston. He knew he would not get along with Johnston. And school was to open on Monday. Great Scott! The very thought made him shiver.
The cows waded50 to shore slowly, pausing to brush the troublesome flies from bulging51 sides with moist noses, halting to drink again and again, loath52 to leave this great body of cool delicious water. Billy did not hurry them. He thought he understood their feelings in the matter. It would be a long while before they would have a chance to drink again. It must be awful, he reasoned, to have to do without a drink so long. The thought made him thirsty. With his hands he scooped53 a hole close to the edge of the lake, and slowly the miniature well filled with milky54 water, which immediately cleared, and lay before him limpid55 and sweet and fit for king or thirsty boy.
He stretched himself full length on the sand, and drank. When he arose, wiping his mouth, the cows had moved off lazily towards the Causeway. Billy did not follow at once. He did not want to miss the dance of the fire-flies above the darkening marsh along the Causeway, the twilight56 blush on the pine tips of Point Aux forest, the light-house gleam, nor the prayer-time hush57 of the mystery-filled rush-land. So he tarried beside the lake until the pines and cedars58 had melted into indistinct masses and the call of the whip-poor-will sounded faintly from far away. Then he turned homeward.
As he left the pine grove for the main road he discerned a lone10 figure standing59 on the Causeway, with head lifted and turned towards the still faintly glowing west, and his footsteps quickened.
"Teacher," he cried in surprise, "you here?"
Frank Stanhope turned slowly and held out his hands.
"Billy Boy," he said, with a smile, "I had to come, at last. Every time you have offered to guide me to this old spot we knew and loved and enjoyed together I have refused because—because I thought I couldn't stand it: because I am unable to see what my heart and senses tell me is here. But tonight I groped my way down, knowing that you would find me and help me home."
He placed his hand on Billy's shoulder, and turned once again toward the bay. "I am blind," he said, softly, "but I can tell you how it looks across yonder. There's a white splash of water between deep shadows, and there's just a faint tinge60 of crimson61 above the tree-tops. The mist is rising off the marsh; the fire-flies are playing cross-tag above the cat-tails. The light-house—"
He paused abruptly, and the boy felt the hand on his shoulder tremble.
"You tell me, Billy," he said huskily—"tell me if the light shines as brightly as when we watched it together."
"Why, teacher, it's jest as bright as ever," cried the boy. "It fair seems to laugh as it swings 'round an' jumps down the bay like a long, white arm."
"Does it, Billy, does it?" cried the man, eagerly.
"Yep, an' everythin' else is jest like you said, too, only the red streaks62 have gone from above the trees now."
"But the light is the same, isn't it, Billy?"
"Jest the same as ever. There, teacher, it fair laughed right out at us then."
"Did it, Billy, did it? And is my face turned towards it now, Billy?"
"Not quite. There, now you are facin' it."
"Thanks. Now you mustn't tell me when it comes again—the light—I want to see if I can feel it. I hope—"
He caught his breath and stood with lifted face, as the white light swept it, lingered on it, drew from it reluctantly.
"Thank God," he whispered, and stood trembling. Then, as though to himself, he said softly: "It is as though her soft hand touched these eyes that will never see again."
Then, as the first note of a night-bird came soft and fluted63 from a distant willow27 copse, Billy took his hand and drew him up along the corduroy road stretching through the shadows.
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