Entering the cabin, she saw only Aun' Jinkey ironing, and her niece
sitting with her handkerchief to her face. "Ah!" said the old lady
to her laundress, "I'm glad you realize the importance of doing my
work when it's needed." Then followed a few brief directions in
regard to the articles she had brought. "Louise, I wish you to come
with me. This is no place for you," concluded Mrs. Baron, turning to
depart.
The girl rose and followed submissively, for she was overwhelmed by
a confused sense of danger, not merely to the Union soldier, but
also to her old mammy, who was sheltering him. The extremity of her
fears and the fact that Chunk had not come to warn them led her to
dread that her aunt's suspicions were already aroused. Chunk gave
her a very anxious look as she passed, but she only shook her head
slightly, as much as to say, "I don't know."
The negro's elation and confidence now passed utterly; he became
deeply alarmed, not only for the scout, but for himself and
grandmother as well.
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