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"He has pistols in the carriage, and a shot or two will soon send the black fellows to the right-about," answered the major. They galloped forward, and their anxiety was quickly relieved on discovering that the blacks were headed by one of the book-keepers, who had been met by Mr Twigg and despatched along the road to render any assistance which might be required.
The young ladies and Mrs Twigg had positively refused to take more than their share. They were happily also forgetting their troubles in sleep. Weary as he was, Mr Ferris felt the dangerous position in which they were placed too much to rest, and continued going from room to room, looking out at each window, and occasionally mounting to the roof.
It was all well enough for dad to talk about "the last few minutes," but I was sure he hadn't known I was there until I kicked the door after the chap said "yes" like that. The chap got out of his chair and looked at me as though they hadn't been talking about me for half an hour. "Raymond, this is Mr. John Twigg, your new tutor," said dad. "Thought it was about time for another," I said.
Captain Tracy accordingly gave Larry an order to be received on board as one of the crew, while he himself returned homeward, to make further arrangements and to wait for a reply to the letter he had despatched to Ferris, Twigg, and Cash. He and Norah paid Mrs Massey a farewell visit. Norah had already carefully told her the information which had been so curiously gained.
She say our only hope am to get aboard ship or make de house so strong dat we able to drive dem away when day come." "How did Martha know this?" asked Mrs Twigg anxiously. "Dat more nor I can tell," answered Martin. "All I know am dat she speak de truth." "Then tell your master, and we will drive on as fast as we can," said Mrs Twigg.
You and Beulah Twigg, together in Boston; you and Beulah together at sea; you and Beulah well, you know what a story they would make of it in a little town like Freeport. Mary must have heard the gossip about you; the women would tell her. "But it didn't seem to have any effect. The two of you were as thick as ever.
"What has happened, Mr Twigg?" he exclaimed. "Sambo brought me a cock-and-bull story about a number of blacks being in arms, and coming down to burn and sack the house and murder us all. I don't believe it, sir. Our people, at all events, are kept in too good order to do anything of the sort; and I should have heard of any ill-feeling existing among the slaves in any of the neighbouring estates.
None was to be found, till Mrs Twigg remarked that she and the young ladies had some light dresses which would answer the purpose. "Let us have them at once, then," exclaimed Mr Twigg eagerly; "there is no time to be lost." Ellen and Fanny, hurrying to their room, quickly returned with a couple of cambric dresses, such as are generally worn in that warm climate.
Mr Ferris was acting as charioteer to Mrs Twigg, and took the lead of the carriages. "What's the matter?" she cried out, as she caught sight of old Martin galloping up, dreadful surmises, however, entering her mind. "Oh, Missee Twigg, don't stop, and I tell you as you go along," answered the old butler, who having seen his master following behind, turned his horse round.
Before they had time to take their scissors and cut them open as they had intended, Mr Twigg seized them, and hurried with them up to the roof, where Mr Ferris was superintending the erection of the flagstaff. "Here they are," exclaimed Mr Twigg. "Run them up at once; they will tell our tale better than any more perfect flag."
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