They certainly
will be out of the Yankee line of march there. Perhaps you and aunt
had better go too."
"No," said Mr. Baron. "I intend to stay and face it out here. I
shall stand or fall on my own hearth."
"And I shall remain with my husband," added Mrs. Baron, firmly.
"Well, nothing worse may happen than a general sack of the place,
but I cannot leave mother and the girl who is to be my wife. I shall
ride over to our place in the morning for the best horse on it, and
to see the overseer. I'll bring back a few papers which I will put
in your charge, uncle."
Thus they discussed the emergency till Mrs. Whately thought she
could venture to Miss Lou's room. Her son accompanied her to the
door and called out, "I give you my word, cousin, that Aun' Jinkey
can go to her cabin, and that no one shall disturb her"; then he
retreated to the parlor again.
When Mrs. Whately entered the room, she witnessed what was not
reassuring. Miss Lou's white shoulder was bare, and upon it was the
long red mark of the whip.
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