"I am not tired," she told him, quickly. "Remember I've been sitting
all the afternoon. And perhaps every minute is precious. We don't know
how badly the dog's master may be hurt. I'll go. I'm sure I can keep
up with you."

Reno seemed to understand her words perfectly, and uttered another
short, sharp bark.

"Let us go, then," said Doctor Davison, hurriedly.

So the men picked up their lanterns and the stretcher again. They
crossed the tracks and came to a street that soon became a country
road. Cheslow did not spread itself very far in this direction. Doctor
Davison explained to Ruth that the settlement had begun to grow in the
parts beyond the railroad and that all this side of the tracks was
considered the old part of the town.

The street lights were soon behind them and they depended entirely
upon the lanterns the men carried. Ruth could see very little of the
houses they passed; but at one spot-- although it was on the other
side of the road-- there were two green lanterns, one on either side
of an arched gate, and there seemed to be a rather large, but gloomy,
house behind the hedge before which these lanterns burned.

"You will always know my house," Doctor Davison said, softly, and
still retaining her hand, "by its green eyes."

So Ruth knew she had passed his home, to which he had so kindly
invited her. And that made her think for a moment about Uncle Jabez
and Aunt Alvirah. Would she find somebody waiting to take her to the