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The clouds had now cleared away; the sun was shining serenely over the swollen and boisterous waters of the crooked Tennessee. Nature was once more preparing to smile. "I'm getting frightfully hungry," cried George, about noon-time. "I wouldn't mind a bit of breakfast." "There's where we may get some," said Macgreggor.
After he had finished he leaned against the door with his whole weight, and indicated to Macgreggor that he was to do the same thing. The latter obeyed in silence. The horsemen without made a great deal of clatter. If they were pursuing the fugitives they did not seem to think secrecy of movement very necessary. "Whose cabin is this?" demanded one of them.
If you do shoot me before I can escape from the room the shooting would only alarm the house the cavalry would be summoned by Mrs. Watson touched Macgreggor on the shoulder. "The Major's right," he said; "we would only be shooting down a man in cold blood, and gaining nothing by it. He has trapped us and, so long as those plagued cavalrymen are so near, we had better submit.
"In Macgreggor, who has been brought up to it, it is a different affair." "Hollo! who is that fellow?" exclaimed Barber, as the players drew near. "Which do you mean?" said Dawson. "That natty-looking fellow, who is taking the ball? He's a genius; and if you were to take him at his own valuation, there is not such another fellow in the school, or perhaps in the world."
He hurried to the door, which he opened a few inches. The rain had now stopped, and he could hear, perhaps a quarter of a mile away, the sound of horses moving cautiously through the mud, along the river bank. In a twinkling Watson and Macgreggor were at his side, straining their ears. "Can it be cavalry?" asked Macgreggor. "Mounted men at least," whispered Watson.
It need hardly be repeated that Watson and Macgreggor were the two men in whose care Andrews had placed George Knight. They were both brave, resourceful men. During their long trudge across the mountainous country between Shelbyville and the Tennessee, Watson had uttered many a grumble, but his complaints meant nothing more than a desire to hear himself talk.
Knowles rolled the ball within a few feet of the hole, and Ernest, who, in consequence of Bouldon's miss, was now allowed to strike, guided by his correct and well-practised eye, sent it clean into the hole, to the great delight of Macgreggor, who was pleased at having so apt a pupil. Bracebridge now took his ball out of the hole, and struck it on.
The rails were afterwards deposited in the baggage car occupied by the men, as were also some wooden cross-ties which were found near the road-bed. "All this may be a waste of time," said Andrews. "We shall probably be in Chattanooga before any one has a chance to chase us." "Yet I have a presentiment that we shall be chased," cried Macgreggor. "I believe there will be a hot pursuit."
"Perhaps the Vigilants are on our track, bad luck to them!" "Can Hare have told them, after all?" queried George. "Don't know about that," muttered Watson, "but I think we have the gentlemen from Jasper to deal with once again." "Let's decamp into the darkness before it's too late," said Macgreggor. "Come, come," whispered Watson impatiently.
"Dunder and blitzen;" thought Watson. "If I only knew more of Kentucky geography I might get myself out of this scrape." "We come from the southeastern part of the county," said Macgreggor, after an awkward pause. "Near what town?" Another pause. Oh, for the name of a town in the southeastern part of Fleming County, Kentucky. The Major was looking at the visitors curiously.
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