Bobby North went out into the front yardby the iron gate between the two tall stonecolumns to watch the horses and wagons and'mobiles traveling up and down that invitinglydusty and mysterious road that he wasforbidden ever to set foot upon.
He knew he could crawl under the gate,he was so little, and raise clouds of dust bydragging his feet in the road as two smallboys did who passed by and stopped to gazein wonder at Bobby and at the big brickhouse set back in the yard among some trees.He wondered if the Supe'tendent would reallysend him to bed without anything to eat ifhe disobeyed her just this once and slippedunder the gate, out into the road for as manyas forty or a dozen minutes.
He was afraid she really might, and wasstanding with face pressed against the ironbars of the gate when a man