Frank of Freedom Hill Part 29
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Joe gasped.
"Cop?"
"Yes, cop!" said Tommy, proud that they had such things in the country as well as in town. "I'll go an' fin' out what he wants. You stay here.
I'll come back an' tell you. Come on, F'ank!"
He did not look back as he ran. He did not stop at the pillar this time.
He went right up on the porch. Policemen didn't come to their house every day. Kelley had not sat down.
"That's all right, Bob," Earle was saying. "John or I will look after him till the matter's settled."
Then, said Kelley, he would be going before the storm broke. He went down the steps and down the walk. There was no sun now.
Mrs. Davis rose. She was a stout, motherly woman. She was dressed up as if it were Sunday. Mr. Davis rose, too. You could never tell because of his beard whether he had on a cravat or not.
"I want to see the child, Steve," Mrs. Davis said. Her face was so earnest it almost frightened Tommy. "Oh, I hope I will love him! I could not take a child I did not love. I always thought I wanted one that had been well brought up. I don't know what I would do with the other kind--but if he loves me----"
Steve turned and saw Tommy looking up at them with wide eyes. Frank had lain down in the walk.
"Where have you got your friend stuck away, old man?" asked Steve.
"Out at the barn, Papa. He's skeered."
They all went down the steps. Frank rose and followed, with panting mouth and wagging tail. He was a part of everything they did. This was his place as well as theirs, and he had his share in all that went on.
As they turned the corner of the house they came face to face with the black thunder cloud in the west. As if it had seen them, there came from its depths a distant rumble.
Steve Earle held the lot gate open for Mrs. Davis. It was like holding the gate of life open to that boy in the barn. They went into the wide, lofty hall, lined with stalls. The ladder still led into the loft but there was no one on it.
"Joe!" called Tommy shrilly.
"He's gone up in the loft," said Davis.
Tommy and Mrs. Davis watched the two men climb the ladder. Mrs. Davis was breathing hard, as if some great test was about to be put to her.
They heard the men walking about in the rustling hay; they heard Steve Earle calling.
"Joe--Joe--n.o.body's going to hurt you, son."
Their faces looked worried when they came down. Aunt Cindy had run out to them now. She had been in the front room, listening between the curtains to the conversation on the porch. She had not seen the child.
"He's run off!" screamed Tommy suddenly. "Papa, I tol' him the cop had come."
Aunt Cindy was down on her knees and had caught him to her ample bosom as she had caught him so many times. He choked down the sobs that had begun to rise. With terror he saw that the trees that had been standing so still were now rustling their leaves violently, and that out at the road a cloud of dust was rising.
Then Frank took charge of things.
He had gone into the barn with them. He had smelled the ladder, the ground, and come out into the lot. While they were searching he had run to them, looked up into their faces, run back out, his nose to the ground, and turned at the entrance to look at them once more, ears p.r.i.c.ked. Frank had known from the first. That empty ladder, that straw-carpeted hall, that cleanly kept barn lot, had all the time been telling him something that it didn't tell people. But Frank couldn't talk, so now he took his stand beside Steve Earle and barked. Steve turned quickly.
"I get you, Frank!" he said. "Go find him!"
Gratefully Frank looked up at his master. He ran to the lot fence, and reared up on it, smelling the top of the planks. Then he drew back, gathered himself, and sprang up on the fence. He remained poised for a moment, sprang down, and started across the cotton patch, his nose to the ground.
"You had better stay, Mrs. Davis," said Earle.
"No, I'm going." Her motherly face was set, the wind was whipping her skirt about her.
Aunt Cindy had run to the house and brought her a raincoat. She was going, too, declared the black woman. They all hurried around the lot.
In the cottonfield Frank was still waiting.
"Had we better let Tommy go?" asked Davis.
"He stood up for the kid, John," replied Earle. "He's going to be in at the finish."
Down by the woods Frank was waiting for them now--waiting for these slow-moving bipeds. "This is the way he went," he said plainer than words. "Better than if I had seen him, I know." His long silken ears were blown back by the wind. As they drew nearer they saw the eagerness of his dark eyes. Earle took Tommy by the hand. On the other side, his beard blown against him, hurried Mr. John Davis. Behind came the women.
A quarter of a mile in the woods, dark with the approaching storm, Earle turned a grim face to his neighbour.
"He's making straight for the mill dam, John."
The breath went out of Tommy with terror. That was an awful place, the mill dam! Above it the water was fifteen feet deep, his father said.
Below, the water tumbled and foamed over rocks that would beat a man's life out. On top of the dam, raised above the glancing water on stays, a narrow walkway of single planks was laid. Grown men could cross, not boys.
Once, when he had gone with his father to the mill and no one was looking, Tommy had tried to walk out, just a little way. Everything had turned black. He only knew his father was calling him to look up, not down. But he could not take his eyes from the rus.h.i.+ng water under his feet. While he was falling, arms had s.n.a.t.c.hed him up. Tommy began to sob as they hurried.
It was growing darker in the woods. There had been no rain yet, but high up in the trees was a roaring sound, and now and then leaves and dead twigs came whirling down into the quieter regions below.
"Can you see Frank?" asked Earle.
"No. Call him, Steve. We may be off the track."
"I'm afraid to do that, John. If it rains hard, as it's apt to do any minute, he will lose the trail."
"There's nothing else to do!" cried Davis above the wind. "We may be going wrong!"
Earle stopped. His hat had fallen off and he had not paused to pick it up. Tommy had never seen his face as it was now.
"Here, John, take the boy," he said. "I'll run for the dam!"
Just then, sharp and clear above the wind, from the dark wooded bottoms ahead, came a bark--a strange little yelp to be made by so big a dog, but the kind a bird dog makes when he functions as a hound. Tommy saw a smile on his father's face.
"The old dog's treed, John!"
Then he started running, Tommy keeping pace.
"Speak to him, Frank!" he called. "Let us hear you talk!"
Again, in answer, through the woods came the shrill, self-conscious yelp, then silence, then the yelp again.
"You wait here, son," said Earle. "Wait for Mrs. Davis and Aunt Cindy.
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