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Updated: July 28, 2025
We are going to intrust you with a very important commission. You will stop off at Aden, cross the Gulf of Aden in the semi-weekly steamer, and present these documents to Sir Arthur Ashby, the Political Resident of Zaila, the fortified town of the Somali Coast Protectorate." The secretary hands Guy two bulky envelopes, stamped and sealed with the government seal.
Harry knew in part the fortunes of the bonds after they had left Russell's hands; but then they had again been lost, so that he could not tell what had finally become of them. Of his own part in finding them, and then concealing them again, he thought best to say nothing. Ashby, however, had something to say which was very much to the purpose.
By this time each member of the party had gained a full and complete comprehension as well as appreciation of the present state of things, both with reference to the old lover, and also the new one. Embarrassment had now passed away, and all were full of hope, joy, and enthusiasm. Suddenly a hollow groan sounded through the darkness. "Who's there?" cried Ashby, in Spanish.
"Help! help!" said a faint voice, in English. "An Englishman!" cried Ashby, speaking in English. "Who are you?" "Oh, help! help! I'm a prisoner. A fiend has me in her power! Once I was named Russell, but now oh! oh! my name is Rita!" Full of wonder, Ashby felt his way forward, and found a man on the floor. His legs and arms were tied.
"Perhaps you haven't heard all the circumstances," suggested Ashby in growing embarrassment. "We've heard enough, anyway," replied the same drummer briskly. "So these young men, who are a credit to their profession and to their home towns, are ordered to leave here? Boys, I guess we leave, too, don't we?" The other traveling salesmen assented emphatically.
From the great south peak of the Massanuttons a signal party looked down upon Fremont's road from Harrisonburg, and upon the road by which Shields must emerge from the Luray Valley. The signal officer, looking through his glass, saw also a road that ran from Port Republic by Brown's Gap over the Blue Ridge into Albemarle, and along this road moved a cortege soldiers with the body of Ashby.
The errand of the prefects, however, was evidently one of conciliation, and not of reproof. They were smiling, and looking amiability itself. "We thought, as you've got a piano in your room," began Lilias Ashby, "that we might as well come and join you, if you don't mind. Janie's got a book of songs with her." "Oh, by all means, of course!" replied VA. politely and unanimously.
"I know a secret way out," said she. "I will show the way. Let me go ahead. I know it in the dark." "Do you?" said Harry. "Oh, then go ahead." Upon this Dolores took the lead along with Ashby; Harry and Katie came next, while Brooke and Talbot brought up the rear, these last being full of wonder at this unexpected revelation of the passage-way.
Artillery firing to the northwest. Fremont will act without Shields." A courier came at a gallop. "General Ewell's compliments, sir, and the battle of Cross Keys is beginning." "Good! good! My compliments to General Ewell, and I expect him to win it." The cortege bearing Ashby to his grave wound up and up to the pass in the Blue Ridge. At the top it halted.
"I can't give you 'commodation, because there's just the baby and myself, James being with Ashby. You kin rest here till evening. Maybe a wagon'll come along and give you a lift, so's you can get there in time " "Get where, ma'am?" "Why, wherever the battle's going to be!" "Yaas, yaas," said Steve.
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