The
general will be here to-morrow and he will advise you further."
His words found immediate acceptance, the negroes returning to the
quarters, laughing and chatting joyously, not a few wiping tears of
deep emotion from their eyes. The long-expected day had come. They
little knew what the future had in store for them, but this was the
beginning of a new era and the fulfilment of a great hope.
Scoville now dismounted and gave the reins to Chunk, who stood near
with a droll assumption of soldier-like stiffness and oblivion to
all the well-known faces. Mounting the steps, cap in hand, the young
officer approached Mr. Baron, who was becoming a little assured that
the orders thus far heard had not included a general application of
the torch.
"Mr. Baron, I presume?" said Scoville.
"Yes, sir," was the stiff reply.
"The ladies of your household, I suppose?"
"They are."
Scoville bowed ceremoniously to each, giving Miss Lou no other sign
of recognition than a humorous twinkle in his eye.
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