My mind becomes a
blank. Then I am glad I am here, and do not wish to go away. But why
should a stranger take so much interest in me? Why do you want to help me
to escape? I do not know you."
"I want to help you, because--" began Frank.
"Hush! Someone is coming!" interrupted the man. "It is against the rules
for the patients to talk to visitors. If you are found here they may
arrest you. One of the guards is coming!"
"I don't care. I must tell you who I am."
"Hurry! Hurry away!" exclaimed the man.
"Not until I tell you what I came here for. I believe you are--"
"Who's there?" called the angry voice of one of the attendants, as he
caught the sound of the voices in the summer house.
"You must go," the man pleaded with Frank. "You will only make trouble
for yourself and me." He spoke in a whisper, and the guard who was
running on the gravel path could not hear above the sound of his own
footsteps.
"Can I see you again?" asked Frank.
"Yes. Sometime. But go now."
Frank saw it would be best to leave before the attendant arrived. He
slipped out of the little house on the side that was in the deepest
shadow, and hurried away.
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