Inside of five minutes Frank was in the saddle, and waving his hand to
his chum and cousin, of whom he was more fond than if Andy had been his
own brother.

"He'd be back tonight with the part we need, and we could make home in
the moonlight," said Andy, as, with the farmer he headed for the house;
"only both of us have promised our folks not to travel at night-time
when it can be helped. Even if the moon is bright there's always a risk
about landing, because it's a tricky light at the best, and even a
little mistake may wreck things. And so Frank will work in the shop
tonight, and be along in the morning."

Once in the farmhouse Andy was given a chance to wash up, and then met
the housewife, as well as little Billie, the small chap whose life good
Doctor Bird had saved. Mrs. Quackenboss proved to be a very warm-hearted
woman, and any one who answered to the name of Bird could have the very
best that the place afforded. There was never a night that she did not
call down the blessings of heaven upon the physician who had been
instrumental in preventing her darling Billie from being taken away.

The table was fairly groaning under the weight of good things to eat,
for when company comes the average farmer's wife never knows when to
stop bringing out the most appetizing things to eat ever seen.

"Perhaps I'm the luckiest fellow going to be able to stay over-night
with you, Mrs. Quackenboss," laughed Andy, as he sat down to the
generous spread.

"Well, you know, we never like anybody to get up from our table hungry,"
she explained.