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“
He
’
s
no
there
,
”
said
Mrs
.
Duncan
.
“
He
goes
somewhere
else
.
He
leaves
on
his
wheel
juist
after
we
’
re
abed
and
rides
in
close
cock
-
crow
or
a
little
earlier
,
and
he
’
s
looking
like
death
and
nothing
short
of
it
.
”
“
But
where
does
he
go
?
”
asked
McLean
in
astonishment
.
“
I
’
m
no
given
to
bearing
tales
out
of
school
,
”
said
Sarah
Duncan
,
“
but
in
this
case
I
’
d
tell
ye
if
I
could
.
What
the
trouble
is
I
dinna
ken
.
If
it
is
no
’
stopped
,
he
’
s
in
for
dreadful
sickness
,
and
I
thought
ye
could
find
out
and
help
him
.
He
’
s
in
sair
trouble
;
that
’
s
all
I
know
.
”
McLean
sat
brooding
as
he
stroked
Nellie
’
s
neck
.
At
last
he
said
:
“
I
suspect
I
understand
.
At
any
rate
,
I
think
I
can
find
out
.
Thank
you
for
telling
me
.
”
“
Ye
’
ll
no
need
telling
,
once
ye
clap
your
eyes
on
him
,
”
prophesied
Mrs
.
Duncan
.
“
His
face
is
all
a
glist
’
ny
yellow
,
and
he
’
s
peaked
as
a
starving
caged
bird
.
”
McLean
rode
to
the
Limberlost
,
and
stopping
in
the
shade
,
sat
waiting
for
Freckles
,
whose
hour
for
passing
the
foot
of
the
lease
had
come
.
Along
the
north
line
came
Freckles
,
fairly
staggering
.
When
he
turned
east
and
reached
Sleepy
Snake
Creek
,
sliding
through
the
swale
as
the
long
black
snake
for
which
it
was
named
,
he
sat
on
the
bridge
and
closed
his
burning
eyes
,
but
they
would
not
remain
shut
.
As
if
pulled
by
wires
,
the
heavy
lids
flew
open
,
while
the
outraged
nerves
and
muscles
of
his
body
danced
,
twitched
,
and
tingled
.
He
bent
forward
and
idly
watched
the
limpid
little
stream
flowing
beneath
his
feet
.
Stretching
into
the
swale
,
it
came
creeping
between
an
impenetrable
wall
of
magnificent
wild
flowers
,
vines
,
and
ferns
.
Milkweed
,
goldenrod
,
ironwort
,
fringed
gentians
,
cardinal
-
flowers
,
and
turtle
-
head
stood
on
the
very
edge
of
the
creek
,
and
every
flower
of
them
had
a
double
in
the
water
.
Wild
clematis
crowned
with
snow
the
heads
of
trees
scattered
here
and
there
on
the
bank
.
