I know the way
I'd go, and I know I could find her; but father just shakes his head and
won't let me try."

"Amos, you go," said Amanda. "Promise you'll go. I'll tell you something
if you won't ever tell. It's something awful!"

"I won't tell," said the boy.

"I made Anne run away! Yes, I did. I was angry when she told me about
going to Boston again, and going in a chaise, and I pushed her----"

"And then you came home and told mother that yarn!" interrupted Amos;
"and mother went and told Mrs. Stoddard, and so Anne got punished and
didn't know what for. You're a nice sister to have!" and the boy's face
expressed his disgust.

"But, Amos, I didn't s'pose Anne would run away," pleaded Amanda.

"Hmph!" muttered Amos. "Well, she has, and whatever happens to her will
be your fault."

"O-ooh--dear," wailed the little girl. "What shall I do?"

"Nothing," answered Amos relentlessly; "only of course now I've got to
find her."

"And you won't ever tell about me," pleaded Amanda.

"I'd be ashamed to let anybody know I had a sister like you," answered
Amos.

"Amos, you're real good," responded Amanda, somewhat to her brother's
surprise. "When will you start?"

"Right off," declared the boy. "I'll put a jug of water and something to
eat in my boat, and I'll go round to Truro--Anne must have got that
far--and I'll keep on until I find her and tell her how ashamed I am of
you."

"And say I'm sorry, Amos; promise to tell her I'm sorry," pleaded
Amanda.

"Lots of use being sorry," said the boy. "When they miss me you can
tell them just where I've gone and that I'll be home Saturday night,
anyway, or let them hear from me if I don't come."

"I do believe you'll find her, Amos," declared Amanda.

"Sure!" answered the boy.

CHAPTER IV

WITH THE MASHPEES

Amos was so frequently in his boat that no one gave any especial
attention when they saw him push off from shore and row steadily in the
direction of Truro. He was not missed at home until supper time; then,
as the little family gathered around the table, Mrs. Cary said:

"'Tis time Amos was here. He's not often late for his supper."

"He won't be here for supper," announced Amanda; "he's gone to find
Anne!"

"My soul!" exclaimed Mrs. Cary; "gone to find Anne, indeed. What
possesses the children of this settlement is more than I can answer. And
you, Amanda! Here you are all smiles and twinkles, as if you thought it
a great thing for your brother to