This they did, but Scoville secured the girl's hand and carried it
to his lips. The negro led the way beyond the garden to the run,
where he had left his horse. "Lis'n onct mo'," he said. "Dat was
Perkins I laid out."
All was still. "Chunk," said Scoville, "go back on your tracks a
little and see if there are any signs of alarm."
Obedience was very prompt, for Chunk muttered as he ran, "My heart
des bustin' 'bout Zany. Got ter lebe her now, sho! Ter thunk ob her
showin' so much gumption!"
Scoville again took Miss Lou's hands. "Oh, hasten, hasten," she said
breathlessly, "you are in great danger here."
"I can scarcely speak to you," he replied, "my heart is so full. You
brave, noble little girl! How HAVE you accomplished this?"
Incoherently she told him and again urged, "Oh, DO go at once, for
my sake as well as yours, or all may be in vain. I can't breathe
until I've put back my cousin's uniform."
Now that the supreme crisis of danger had apparently passed for the
moment, she was trembling violently in nervous reaction, and could
speak only in little gasps.
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