"
Miss Lou took a seat in the darkest corner that she might be less
open to observation while she calmed the tumult of her feelings. So
much had happened that she must catch her breath and think what it
all meant. Mr. Baron began gloomily, "Well, the dreaded hour which I
hoped and prayed never to see has come. We are helpless and in the
hands of our enemies. Only God knows what an hour will bring forth--"
"He has brought deliverance," cried Mrs. Whately, entering. "I
questioned Aun' Suke, thinking that she might have seen Madison if
he left the house. She did see him safe and sound. She also saw him
get a horse and ride away."
"Ah, poor boy! how different was his departure from what he had
every reason to hope and expect!" replied Mr. Baron. "I should think
your heart would be remorseful, indeed, Louise, when you picture
your cousin flying from his kindred and home, alone and sad,
tortured meanwhile by thoughts of the fate which has overtaken us."
"I'm sure, uncle, we are all sitting quietly in the parlor.
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