Stand des ez good a charnce. Won't try dat ar game agin."
He was now sorely puzzled to know what to do, and his nerves were
somewhat shaken by his narrow escape. At last he resolved to send
his granny to Miss Lou and consult with the girl. Accordingly, he
stole into the shrubbery of the garden and hooted twice, rightly
thinking that Scoville could hear the signal also and believe that
something might be attempted in his behalf. Cowering under a bush,
he soon observed Aun' Jinkey tottering toward the house, muttering,
"Good Lawd, hep us!" as she went.
As the excitement of battle and exultation over the capture of
Scoville subsided in Whately's mind he became excessively weary and
his exhausted frame suffered from the chill and wetness of the
night. He had sought to keep up by liberal potations in his uncle's
dining-room, but was resolved to get a night's sleep if possible. He
had urgently charged the sergeant of the guard over the prisoners to
be vigilant. When Perkins offered to share in this watch Whately,
understanding the vindictive motive, felt that he need give himself
no further anxiety.
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