_Mindy_
It seemed to Mindy, who did not even move, that somewhere she had seen
all of this before. Cindy, always so quick to think and act, would
naturally be the one to take her father's desperately needed gun to him.
Alec, running toward the picket line to get Pete Brent's sorrel pony,
would of course try to find Cindy and bring her back.
Then Mindy realized why it all seemed familiar. It was because, in such
a situation, her brother and sister couldn't possibly have done anything
else. But try as she would, Mindy could not even imagine herself doing
anything so spirited and daring.
Alec bridled the sorrel pony, leaped on him bareback, and wheeled him
past the Simpson wagon. "I'll find her, Mother!" he shouted as he sped
toward the border.
Alec was gone, and Mindy saw a great crowd of running men with, here and
there, a rider dashing among them. Occasionally, like a white sail in
the distance, she saw the white cover of a wagon.
Mindy swallowed hard, and never before in her life had she felt such
awful fear. Her father had gone into no one knew what danger. Cindy had
followed him, and Alec had followed Cindy. Therefore, Cindy and Alec
were in danger too. At the same time, though her heart was torn for her
father, brother, and sister, Mindy knew that she must not give way to
fear.
"That child certainly acts fast," said Granny Brent.