Salome Marsh, who had not walked a step without
assistance for fifteen years, suddenly sprang to her feet with a shriek,
ran down the aisle, and out of the door!
Every man, woman, and child in the Carmody church followed her,
even to the minister, who had just announced his text.
When they got out, Salome was already half-way up her lane,
running wildly. In her heart was room for but one agonized thought.
Would Lionel Hezekiah be drowned before she reached him?
She opened the gate of the yard, and panted across it just as a tall,
grim-faced woman came around the corner of the house and stood rooted
to the ground in astonishment at the sight that met her eyes.
But Salome saw nobody. She flung herself against the hogshead
and looked in, sick with terror at what she might see.
What she did see was Lionel Hezekiah sitting on the bottom
of the hogshead in water that came only to his waist.
He was looking rather dazed and bewildered, but was
apparently quite uninjured.
The yard was full of people, but nobody had as yet said a word;
awe and wonder held everybody in spellbound silence.
Judith was the first to speak. She pushed through the crowd
to Salome. Her face was blanched to a deadly whiteness;
and her eyes, as Mrs.
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