She just hovered over that poor horse
with her face as white as her dress, and an expression of fright in her
eyes. Oh, how dirty he was! I would never have imagined that a horse
could get in such a condition.
All this had only taken a few minutes, and just after she got the horse
out, Mr. Harry appeared. He came out of the house with a slow step, that
quickened to a run when he saw Miss Laura. "Laura!" he exclaimed, "what
are you doing?" Then he stopped and looked at the horse, not in
amazement, but very sorrowfully. "Barron is gone," he said, and
crumpling up a piece of paper, he put it in his pocket "What is to be
done for these animals? There is a cow, isn't there?"
He stepped to the door of the log hut, glanced in, and said, quickly:
"Do you feel able to drive home?"
"Yes," said Miss Laura.
"Sure?" and he eyed her anxiously.
"Yes, yes," she returned; "what shall I get?"
"Just tell father that Barron has run away and left a starving pig, cow,
and horse. There's not a thing to eat here. He'll know what to do. I'll
drive you to the road."
Miss Laura got into the buggy and Mr. Harry jumped in after her.
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