"
"But Mrs. Whately seems so kindly--"
"Hush! I see uncle coming. She would sacrifice herself utterly for
her son, and do you think she would spare me?"
Mr. Baron's fears and honest sense of responsibility led him at last
to seek his niece. In doing this he saw Perkins under guard.
Hastening to Scoville he demanded, "What does this mean? My overseer
is not a combatant, sir."
"Mr. Baron," replied the officer, "have you not yet learned that I
am in command on this plantation?"
Poor Mr. Baron lost his temper again and exploded most unwisely in
the words, "Well, sir, my niece is not under your command. You had
no right to take her from the house without my permission. I shall
report you to your superior officer to-morrow."
"I hope you will, sir."
"I also protest against the treatment of my overseer."
"Very well, sir."
"You will please release my niece's arm and leave us to ourselves,
as you promised."
"No, sir, I shall escort Miss Baron back to Mrs. Whately, from whom
I obtained the honor of her society.
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