Inside they found Mrs.
Hoskins, tired looking and red of face, still busily engaged with her
canning operations; for peaches were ripe, and tomatoes needing
immediate attention if she hoped to lay away her customary stock for the
coming winter.
She came to the door where it was cooler, a look of rising curiosity on
her patient face. And Frank started in to tell what he thought
necessary. She was at first much worried to learn that she had been
innocently harboring a criminal under her humble roof; but Frank soon
allayed her fears on that account.
He also told her how Sallie had consented to ride over to a neighbor to
send a telephone message for him, so that the good woman might not be
worried over her absence.
And now, having done what he considered his duty, Frank began to think
it might be the part of wisdom for himself and his cousin to consider
their own affairs, and make for the spot where their hydro-aeroplane
lay in the field.
"Oh! I do hope they are caught," said the farmer's wife. "Just to think
of that easy talking little man being a desperate criminal! I shall be
afraid to stay all alone in the house after this."
"Listen, Frank; somebody's shouting out there. What if both of those
yeggs are coming back to get us?"
Andy had clutched the sleeve of his cousin's coat when saying this; but
Frank did not need to be told that something like excitement was bearing
down upon them.
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