"Lor", yes Miss Caterpillar; dere was n.o.body but we-dens three, and think I could eat up all as was left?"
"I don"t know but you might! Well, is there any pear sauce?"
"Yes, miss, a big bowl full."
"Well, I wish you"d go down and bring me up a tart, a cup of custard and a spoonful of pear sauce. Sitting up so late makes me as hungry as a wolf! Come, Patty, go along!"
"Deed, miss, I"se "fraid!" whimpered the little maid.
"Afraid of what, you goose?"
""Fraid of meeting of a ghose in the dark places!"
"Pooh! you can take the light with you! I can stay here in the dark well enough."
""Deed, miss, I"se "fraid!"
"What! with the candle, you blockhead?"
"Lors, miss, de candle wouldn"t be no "tection! I"d see de ghoses all de plainer wid de candle!"
"What a provoking, stupid dolt! You"re a proper maid--afraid to do my bidding! Afraid of ghosts, forsooth. Well, I suppose I shall have to go myself--plague on you for an aggravating thing! There--take the candle and come along!" said Capitola, in a tone of impatience.
Pitapat took up the light and stood ready to accompany her mistress, Capitola, humming a gay tune, went to the door and unlocked and opened it.
She wished to withdraw the key, so as to lock it on the other side and secure the robbers and insure the safety of her own retreat; but to do this without betraying her purpose and destroying her own life seemed next to impossible. Still singing gayly she ran over in her mind with the quickness of lightning every possible means by which she might withdraw the key silently, or without attracting the attention of the watchful robbers. It is difficult to say what she would have done, had not chance instantly favored her.
At the same moment that she unlocked and opened the door and held the key in her hand fearful of withdrawing it, Pitapat, who was hurrying after her with the candle, tripped and fell against a chair, with a great noise, under cover of which Capitola drew forth the key.
Scolding and pushing Pitapat out before her, she closed the door with a bang. With the quickness of lightning she slipped the key in the key-hole and turned the lock, covering the whole with loud and angry railing against poor Pitapat, who silently wondered at this unhappy change in her mistress"s temper, but ascribed it all to hunger, muttering to herself:
"I"se offen hern tell how people"s cross when dere empty! Lors knows ef I don"t fetch up a whole heap o" wittels ebery night for Miss Caterpillar from dis time forred, so I will--"deed me!"
So they went on through the long pa.s.sages and empty rooms. Capitola carefully locking every door behind her until she got down-stairs into the great hall.
"Now, Miss Caterpillar, ef you wants quint tart, an" pear sa.s.s, and baked cussets, an" all dem, you"ll jest has to go an" wake Ole Mis" up, case dey"s in her cubbed an" she"s got the keys," said Pitapat.
"Never mind, Patty, you follow me," said Capitola, going to the front hall door and beginning to unlock it and take down the bars and withdraw the bolts.
"Lors, miss, what is yer a-doin" of?" asked the little maid, in wonder, as Capitola opened the door and looked out.
"I am going out a little way and you must go with me!"
"Deed, miss, I"se "fraid!"
"Very well, then, stay here in the dark until I come back, but don"t go to my room, because you might meet a ghost on the way!"
"Oh, Miss, I daren"t stay here--indeed I daren"t!"
"Then you"ll have to come along with me, and so no more about it," said Capitola, sharply, as she pa.s.sed out from the door. The poor little maid followed, bemoaning the fate that bound her to so capricious a mistress.
Capitola drew the key from the hall door and locked it on the outside.
Then clasping her hands and raising her eyes to heaven, she fervently e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.ed:
"Thank G.o.d--oh, thank G.o.d that we are safe!"
"Lors, miss, was we in danger?"
"We are not now at any rate, Pitapat! Come along!" said Capitola, hurrying across the lawn toward the open fields.
"Oh, my goodness, miss, where is yer-a-goin" of? Don"t less us run so fur from home dis lonesome, wicked, onlawful hour o" de night!"
whimpered the distressed little darkey, fearing that her mistress was certainly crazed.
"Now, then, what are you afraid of?" asked Capitola, seeing her hold back.
"Lors, miss, you knows--eberybody knows--Brack Dunnel!"
"Patty, come close--listen to me--don"t scream--Black Donald and his men are up there at the house--in my chamber, under the bed," whispered Capitola.
Pitapat could not scream, for though her mouth was wide open, her breath was quite gone. Shivering with fear, she kept close to her mistress"s heels as Capitola scampered over the fields.
A run of a quarter of a mile brought them to the edge of the woods, where in its little garden stood the overseer"s house.
Capitola opened the gate, hurried through the little front yard and rapped loudly at the door.
This startled the house dog into furious barking and brought old Mr.
Ezy, with his night-capped head, to the window to see what was the matter.
"It is I--Capitola, Mr. Ezy--Black Donald and his men are lurking up at the house," said our young heroine, commencing in an eager and hurried voice, and giving the overseer an account of the manner in which she had discovered the presence of the robbers, and left the room without alarming them.
The old man heard with many cries of astonishment, e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.i.o.ns of prayer, and exclamations of thanksgiving. And all the while his head was bobbing in and out of the window, as he pulled on his pantaloons or b.u.t.toned his coat.
"And oh!" he said, at last, as he opened the door to Capitola, "how providential that Mr. Herbert Greyson is arrove!"
"Herbert Greyson! Herbert Greyson arrived! Where is he, then?" exclaimed Capitola, in surprise and joy.
"Yes, sartain! Mr. Herbert arrove about an hour ago, and thinking you all abed and asleep at the Hall, he just stopped in with us all night!
I"ll go and see--I doubt if he"s gone to bed yet," said Mr. Ezy, withdrawing into the house.
"Oh, thank heaven! thank heaven!" exclaimed Capitola, just as the door opened and Herbert sprang forward to greet her with a--
"Dear Capitola! I am so glad to come to see you!"
"Dear Herbert, just fancy you have said that a hundred times over and that I have replied to the same words a hundred times--for we haven"t a moment to spare," said Capitola, shaking his hands, and then, in an eager, vehement manner, recounting her discovery and escape from the robbers whom she had locked up in the house.
"Go, now," she said, in conclusion, "and help Mr. Ezy to rouse up and arm the farm hands and come immediately to the house! I am in agony lest my prolonged absence should excite the robbers" suspicion of my ruse, and that they should break out and perhaps murder poor Mrs. Condiment.
Her situation is awful, if she did but know it! For the love of mercy, hasten!"
Not an instant more of time was lost. Mr. Ezy and Herbert Greyson, accompanied by Capitola and Patty, hurried at once to the negro quarters, roused up and armed the men with whatever was at hand, and, enjoining them to be as stealthy as cats in their approach, set out swiftly for the Hall, where they soon arrived.