CHAPTER VII.

A Narrow Escape.

IT was Mr. Charlton's intention to act as peacemaker between Dick and

the Bannister children, but, after all, his services were not required.

"Teddy," said Eileen one morning, about two or three days after the

boy's unpleasant experience of being taken in charge, "I think it was

rather mean of us to cut Dick as we did; he owned up, and he couldn't

do more than that."

"So he ought to own up," replied Teddy grumpily. He was still feeling

sore. "He had no right to run off in that way, leaving the blame to

fall on me."

"But he didn't know you were going to be blamed for it," said Eileen,

"or perhaps he wouldn't have done it."

"H'm," muttered Teddy; "it's all very well for you to talk; you didn't

have to face old Grimwood as I did."

"Well, it's all over now," put in Frank; "I think Eileen is right."

"I don't," said Nora; "I think Teddy is right. I vote we don't have

anything more to do with him."

But Eileen held her ground.

"I don't believe mother would have liked us to be disagreeable to

him," she said in a soft little voice; "she was so gentle and kind to

everybody."

A subdued look came into Nora's pretty little face, and the crossness

died out of Teddy's eyes as by magic.

"Perhaps you are right," he said after a short pause; "it 'was' rather

nasty of us to cut him dead as we did."

"Yes," said Nora thoughtfully; "I fancy you 'are' right after all,

Eileen."

"I'm sure she is," decided Frank; "now the next thing we've got to do

is to make it up with him."

To this they presently all agreed. The golden thread of influence was

shining brighter than they knew.

Little did the four children think under what circumstances they were

next to meet Dick Woodbridge.

Their conversation, which was taking place in the hall shortly after

breakfast, was here interrupted by Mrs. Weston.

"Boys," said she, "Mike Dennis is at the side door, and he wants to

know whether you would like a ride on his pony."

"Rather!" said Teddy. "What say you, Frank?"

"Rather!" echoed Frank delightedly.

Mike Dennis was the son of a farmer who lived near by, and he and the

Bannister boys and girls were capital friends. He had several times

before lent them his pony. In a few seconds, the four children were

interviewing Mike at the side door.

"Joey's a bit fresh this morning, Teddy, old chap," said Mike after a

little chat; "so don't touch him with a whip."

Teddy promised both for himself and Frank.

And presently Mike, after a few further instructions, went into the

village.

In half an hour's time Joey the pony was brought round to the front

door by one of the farm lads. By nature he was gentle as a lamb, and

Mrs. Weston watched her four young charges depart without a single

qualm as to any harm coming to them.

Teddy was the first to mount when they reached the meadow close by. "As

he's a bit fresh," he said, "perhaps it is as well that I should work

off some of his friskiness." Which he did, to his great enjoyment.

Afterwards came Frank's turn, and Joey proved as good as gold, trotting

or cantering round the field at his rider's will.

Then Nora declared that she meant to have a ride. And as she was

fairly at home in Joey's saddle, having ridden him several times, the

boys agreed to let her have her way. And Eileen, bidding her be very

careful, helped her to mount.

[Illustration: THE PONY WAS MAKING STRAIGHT FOR THE LEVEL CROSSING.]

All went well until the little girl drew near the gate which opened on

to the road. Here two young urchins were watching her with interest. As

she passed, one of the boys gave a loud shout.

"Hip, hip, hooray!" he yelled. "There's a fine circus-rider for you!"

"Hip, hip, hooray!" cried the other.

The sudden noise startled Joey so much, that he perked up his ears and

took a rush forward. Had not Nora been sitting pretty firmly, she must

have been thrown.

"Stop, Joey, stop!" she panted. But her words were spoken in vain.

Joey galloped on and on, to the dismay of all the onlookers, the

culprits included. Nora herself was thoroughly frightened.

"Sit tight!" shouted Teddy. "He'll quiet down presently."

But Joey did not soon quiet down. Galloping through one meadow, he made

his way into the next, the gate of which stood wide open.

Well indeed might Nora now be afraid, for the pony was making straight

for the level crossing of the railway. By this time he was beginning to

slacken speed as though the race was tiring him out. Nevertheless on

and on he went, until he had planted his feet right in the middle of

the railway track. Here he stopped trembling as with fear—on the summer

air there had fallen the shrill whistle of an oncoming train! Nora sat

as one paralysed with fright, powerless to move.

A loud cry rang out from close by.

"Jump off! Can't you hear the train coming!"

It was Dick Woodbridge who shouted the words. He had been rambling

aimlessly along by the railway, when he suddenly caught sight of Nora's

peril.

He did not wait to see the effect of his words. With rapid strides he

dashed on to the metals, and, seizing Joey's bridle, he dragged both

pony and rider into safety. A moment or two later the train thundered

by.

Nora by this time had dismounted, and was in a flood of hysterical

tears.

"Oh, Dick—Dick," she sobbed out the words, "whatever 'should' I have

done but for you?"

"That's all right," said Dick awkwardly; "you've nothing to cry about

now."

But, all the same, Nora went on crying helplessly. And Dick was

thoroughly glad and relieved when presently they were joined by Eileen,

Teddy, and Frank.

A few broken sentences from Nora explained what had happened, and Dick

was quite abashed at the praise which he received.

Eileen, looking very white at the thought of her sister's narrow

escape, could scarcely speak at first for tears.

"Dick, you are simply splendid," she faltered out; "we—we can never

thank you enough for what you have done."

"I jolly well wish we could do something for you in return, old chap,"

here put in Teddy; and the friendliness of his tone went straight to

Dick's heart.

It was Frank, however, who hit upon exactly the right words to say.

"We'll be chums after this, won't we?" he said, looking first at Dick

and then at Teddy and his sisters, and his words met with general

approval.

Thus came about a friendship between Dick and the Bannister family, a

friendship which grew by leaps and bounds.

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