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"But it is not that I am discontented with my lot, for they are as kind to me here as if they were my mother and sister, and I like doing the embroidery work very much it's not that. It is the weary waiting, and hoping for, and expecting news of my darling father news which never comes." "Now, don't you t'ink like dat, Geo'giana, but larn to submit submit das de word.
On this particular occasion the sympathetic Sally gave her friend inexpressible comfort by assuring her that, having at last seen her father and the gang to which he belonged, she could now easily follow them up and find out where they were set to work. "And so, Geo'giana," said she, in conclusion, "somet'ing may come ob dis meetin', p'r'aps more'n you t'ink."
"You impose a difficult task on me, Peter." "Ob course I do, Geo'giana, but as your life an' p'r'aps mine, but dat ain't much depends on it, you'll see de needcessity." "I will certainly try for your sake as well as my own," returned Hester fervently. "Well, I t'ink you will, but it ain't easy, an' I'll test you some day."
So you mus' jest keep close an' say nuffin till de tide 'gins to turn an' de wind blow fair. De good Lord kin turn wind an' tide when He likes, so keep your heart up, Geo'giana!" As he uttered the last word the negro put his great hand on the girl's shoulder and patted it.
"Now, Geo'giana, you bob." Hester entered into the spirit of the thing and broke off admirably, whereat Dinah and Lilly threw back their heads and shook their sides with laughter. Sally so far joined them as to show all her teeth and gums. Otherwise she was expressionless.
Uttering a sharp cry she seized him round the neck, exclaiming, "Praise the Lord!" "Yes, Marie my own! Praise the Lord, for He has been merciful to me a sinner." The unbeliever, whom lash, torture, toil, and woe could not soften, was broken now, for "the goodness of the Lord had led him to repentance." Did the middy, after all, marry Hester, alias Geo'giana Sommers? No, of course, he did not!
"Now your own mudder wouldn't know you," said Dinah, stepping back to survey her work, and, strange to say, putting her black head quite artistically a little on one side. "You's a'most as good-lookin' as myself if you was on'y a little fatter. Now, mind, you's a dumb gal! Can't speak a word. Don't forgit dat. An' your name's Geo'giana. Come along."
"Now you come yar wid me into dis room," said Dinah, taking Hester's hand and heading her along a passage which was so profoundly dark that the very walls and floor were invisible. Turning suddenly to the left, Dinah advanced a few paces and stood still. "You stop where you is, Geo'giana, till I gits a light. Don't stir," she said, and left her.
"Now, Geo'giana," said Mrs Lilly, in the course of their first conversation, "my massa he neber come down yar, nor trouble his head about us, as long's I take him a leetle money ebery day, an' nobody else hab got a right to come, so you's pretty safe if dey don't send de janissaries to make a sarch an' if dey do, you know whar to go.
Only a minute or two had elapsed when Dinah returned with a candle and revealed the fact that they stood in a small low-roofed room, the brick floor of which was partially covered with casks, packing-cases, and general lumber. "Dis am to be your room, Geo'giana," said her friend, holding the candle over her head and surveying the place with much satisfaction. Poor Hester shuddered.
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