That
does not seem very dreadful."
"You little know, young woman, you little realize the cunning
depravity--"
"There now, brother," interposed Mrs. Whately, "we must not think
evil until we see more evidence of it, even in Yankees. I admit that
I am most wonderfully and agreeably disappointed. The young officer
in whose hands we are might have killed my son, but did not. I must
at least be just to such a man."
"And you know he has been polite to us all, and told us to dismiss
our fears," added Miss Lou demurely.
"It would almost seem, Louise, that you welcomed these invaders. I
am too old and well informed not to know that this suave manner he
affects is designed to lull us into a sense of false security."
At this moment a firm step was heard on the veranda, followed by a
rap from the brass knocker. They knew it was Scoville, and Mr. Baron
rose and advanced to the parlor entrance. He assumed the solemn
aspect of one who now must face the exactions and wrongs which he
had predicted, and his wife tremblingly followed, to perish at his
side if need be.
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