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Updated: June 9, 2025
"Please do as Mr. Vosburgh asks. It will be safest for all." "Well, since you will have it so." "Hasten, hasten," Merwyn urged. Mr. Erkmann unlatched the door and looked out. The street was quiet and deserted, and the fugitives rushed away with whispered thanks. "Marian, tie Riten's apron over your head, so as to partially disguise your face," said her father.
Erkmann, at his neighbor's request, had left his rear basement door open, and was on the watch. He appeared almost instantly, and counselled the fugitives to remain with him. "No," said Mr. Vosburgh; "we will bring no more peril than we must on you. Let us out into the street at once, and then bar and bolt everything." "But where can you go at this time?" "To my house," said Merwyn, firmly.
With the gloomiest of forebodings he watched for two hours longer, but only heard the hoarse murmur of the unquiet city, which occasionally, off to the west, became so loud as to suggest the continuance of the strife of the day. At last he went to the nearest available point and sent his despatches, then stole by a circuitous route to the dwelling of Mr. Erkmann, who was watching for him.
"All my friends soon learn that I am stubborn in my opinions," was her laughing reply, as her father joined them. Mr. Erkmann on the next street north was a sturdy, loyal man, and he permitted Mr. Vosburgh and Merwyn to pass out through his house, so that to any one who was watching the impression would be given that at least two men were in the house. Burdened with a sense of danger, Mr.
Erkmann for the possible emergency, and then go out through the basement door as usual, after giving our loyal German her directions." A few moments later he had departed, all were at their posts, and the house was quiet. Merwyn felt the necessity of rest, for every bone in his body ached from fatigue; but he did not dream of the possibility of sleep.
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