Relieved of his load Pete began work.First,he narrowly examined the cocoons Elnora had found.He questioned her as to what other kinds would be like.He began to use the eyes of a trained woodman and hunter in her behalf.
He saw several so easily,and moved through the forest so softly,that Elnora forgot the moths in watching him.
Presently she was carrying the specimens,and he was making the trips of investigation to see which was a cocoon and which a curled leaf,or he was on his knees digging around stumps.As he worked he kept asking questions.
What kind of logs were best to look beside,what trees were pupae cases most likely to be under;on what bushes did caterpillars spin most frequently?Time passed,as it always does when one's occupation is absorbing.
When the Sintons took Mrs.Comstock home,they stopped to see Elnora.She was not there.Mrs.Comstock called at the edge of her woods and received no reply.
Then Wesley turned and drove back to the Limberlost.
He left Margaret and Mrs.Comstock holding the team and entertaining Billy,while he entered the swamp.
Elnora and Pete had made a wide trail behind them.
Before Sinton had thought of calling,he heard voices and approached with some caution.Soon he saw Elnora,her flushed face beaming as she bent with an armload of twigs and branches and talked to a kneeling man.
"Now go cautiously!"she was saying."I am just sure we will find an Imperialis here.It's their very kind of a place.There!What did I tell you!Isn't that splendid?
Oh,I am so glad you came with me!"
Wesley stood staring in speechless astonishment,for the man had arisen,brushed the dirt from his hands,and held out to Elnora a small shining dark pupa case.
As his face came into view Sinton almost cried out,for he was the one man of all others Wesley knew with whom he most feared for Elnora's safety.She had him on his knees digging pupae cases for her from the swamp.
"Elnora!"called Sinton."Elnora!"
"Oh,Uncle Wesley!"cried the girl."See what luck we've had!I know we have a dozen and a half cocoons and we have three pupae cases.It's much harder to get the cases because you have to dig for them,and you can't see where to look.But Pete is fine at it!He's found three,and he says he will keep watch beside the roads,and through the woods while he hunts.Isn't that splendid of him?Uncle Wesley,there is a college over there on the western edge of the swamp.Look closely,and you can see the great dome up among the clouds.""I should say you have had luck,"said Wesley,striving to make his voice natural."But I thought you were not coming to the swamp?""Well,I wasn't,"said Elnora,"but I couldn't find many anywhere else,honest,I couldn't,and just as soon as I came to the edge I began to see them here.I kept my promise.I didn't come in alone.Pete came with me.
He's so strong,he isn't afraid of anything,and he's perfectly splendid to locate cocoons!He's found half of these.Come on,Pete,it's getting dark now,and we must go."They started toward the trail,Pete carrying the cocoons.
He left them at the case,while Elnora and Wesley went on to the carriage together.
"Elnora Comstock,what does this mean?"demanded her mother.
"It's all right,one of the neighbours was with her,and she got several dollars'worth of stuff,"interposed Wesley.
"You oughter seen my pa,"shouted Billy."He was ist all whited out,and he laid as still as anything.
They put him away deep in the ground."
"Billy!"breathed Margaret in a prolonged groan.
"Jimmy and Belle are going to be together in a nice place.
They are coming to see me,and Snap is right down here by the wheel.Here,Snap!My,but he'll be tickled to get something to eat!He's 'most twisted as me.
They get new clothes,and all they want to eat,too,but they'll miss me.They couldn't have got along without me.I took care of them.I had a lot of things give to me 'cause I was the littlest,and I always divided with them.But they won't need me now."When she left the carriage Mrs.Comstock gravely shook hands with Billy."Remember,"she said to him,"I love boys,and I love dogs.Whenever you don't have a good time up there,take your dog and come right down and be my little boy.We will just have loads of fun.
You should hear the whistles I can make.If you aren't treated right you come straight to me."Billy wagged his head sagely."You ist bet I will!"he said.
"Mother,how could you?"asked Elnora as they walked up the path.
"How could I,missy?You better ask how couldn't I?
I just couldn't!Not for enough to pay,my road tax!
Not for enough to pay the road tax,and the dredge tax,too!""Aunt Margaret always has been lovely to me,and Idon't think it's fair to worry her."
"I choose to be lovely to Billy,and let her sweat out her own worries just as she has me,these sixteen years.
There is nothing in all this world so good for people as taking a dose of their own medicine.The difference is that I am honest.I just say in plain English,`if they don't treat you right,come to me.'They have only said it in actions and inferences.I want to teach Mag Sinton how her own doses taste,but she begins to sputter before I fairly get the spoon to her lips.Just you wait!""When I think what I owe her----"began Elnora.
"Well,thank goodness,I don't owe her anything,and so I'm perfectly free to do what I choose.Come on,and help me get supper.I'm hungry as Billy!"Margaret Sinton rocked slowly back and forth in her chair.
On her breast lay Billy's red head,one hand clutched her dress front with spasmodic grip,even after he was unconscious.
"You mustn't begin that,Margaret,"said Sinton.
"He's too heavy.And it's bad for him.He's better off to lie down and go to sleep alone.""He's very light,Wesley.He jumps and quivers so.
He has to be stronger than he is now,before he will sleep soundly."
