He found that Mara had followed him. "Oh, why will you come?" he exclaimed in deep anxiety. "Where is she? We must get away from all this."
The sobbing girl could only point to Mrs. Hunter"s door. Clancy tried it, but found it jammed, as were so many others that night, adding to the terror of imprisoned inmates. With strength doubled by excitement he put his shoulder against the barrier and burst it open. A ghastly spectacle met their eyes. Mrs. Hunter lay senseless on her bed in her night-robe, which was stained with blood. She had evidently risen to a sitting posture on the first alarm, and then had been stunned and cut by the hurling of some heavy object against her head and neck, the shattered mantel clock on the bed beside her showing how the injury had been done.
Mara"s overwhelming distress ceased its expression at this new horror as she gasped, "Can she be dead?"
"This is no place to discover," Clancy replied, rolling the poor woman"s form in a blanket. "Mara, dear, we must get away from this house. It may come down any moment. s.n.a.t.c.h up wraps, clothing, all you can lay your hands upon, and come."
Already he was staggering away with Mrs. Hunter in his arms. In a moment Mara did his bidding and followed. Slowly and with difficulty he made his way down the tottering, broken stairway, then across the prostrate wall to the centre of the street, now almost deserted. He looked anxiously around, calculating that no building, if it fell, could reach them at that point, then laid his heavy burden down, and stood panting and recovering from his exertion.
"I think we shall be as safe here as anywhere until we can reach one of the squares. Put your hand, Mara, over Mrs. Hunter"s heart, and see if it is beating."
"Yes, faintly."
"Have you stimulants in the house? Can you tell me where to find them?"
"You shall not go back there: I will go." And, as if endowed with sudden access of strength, she sprang away. Putting his coat under Mrs. Hunter"s head for a pillow he followed instantly. "Now why do you come?" she protested.
"Because I would rather die with you, Mara, than live safely without you."
"Oh, for G.o.d"s sake don"t speak that way!" she replied with a sob. "Here, I have it. Come away, quick."
As she hastily sought to cross the ruins in the street she missed her footing, and would have fallen had not his ready arm encircled her and borne her to Mrs. Hunter"s side.
"Would to G.o.d I had heeded your warning, Owen," she moaned, as she sought to give her aunt some of the brandy, while he chafed the poor woman"s wrists.
"You are not married to Bodine?" he asked, springing to his feet.
"No, but I am pledged to him. I cannot break faith and live. You must be my protector in a double sense, protecting me against myself. As you are a Southern gentleman, help and shield me."
"You ask what is next to impossible, Mara. I can only do my best for you."
"Oh, how I have wronged you!"
"Not so greatly as I have wronged myself. I will tell you all some other time."
"No, Owen, no. We must keep apart. We must, we must indeed. Oh, oh, it would have been better that I had died! You must harden your face and heart against me--that is the only way to help me now."
"Never shall I harden my heart against you. Whatever comes I shall be your loyal friend."
"Oh, the cruelty of my fate--to wrong two such men!"
"Bress de Lawd! I"se fown you;" and Aun" Sheba stood before them, panting and abounding in grateful e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.i.o.ns.
"Aun" Sheba!" cried Mara, throwing herself into the arms of her old nurse.
"To think that you should come to me through all these dangers!"
"Wot else I do, honey lam? You tink you kin be in trouble an" I ain"t dar?
Ma.r.s.e Clancy, my "specs. Once I tinks you a far-wedder frien", but I takes it back. Lawd, Lawd! is de ole missus dun gone?"
"No, Aun" Sheba," said Clancy. "Help us revive her, and then help me carry her to a place of greater safety. You come like an angel of light."
"I"se rudder hebby an" brack fer"n angel, but, like de angels, we"se all got ter do a heap ob totin" ter-night."
CHAPTER XLI
SCENES NEVER TO BE FORGOTTEN
When George Houghton reached his father"s room he heard Jube fairly howling in the darkness, and the old man groaning heavily.
"Father," cried the young man, "you are not hurt?"
"Oh, George, thank G.o.d, you have again escaped! This is an earthquake, isn"t it?"
"It must be, and I must take you out to some open s.p.a.ce at once. Jube, shut up, and keep your senses. If you don"t help me I"ll break your bones."
Groping about he found a match and lighted a candle.
"Oh, George, you are hurt. Your face is covered with blood!" cried Mr.
Houghton.
"Slight cuts only. Come, father, there may be another shock, and it will not be safe to dress you here. Let me wrap you in blankets, and then Jube and I will carry you to Marion Square. I will come back for your clothes."
This they proceeded to do, Mr. Houghton meanwhile protesting, "No, George, you shall not come back." Then he asked a moment or two later, "Why do you take me out at the side door?"
"It will be safer," George replied, not wishing to explain that the pillared and ma.s.sive portico was in ruins.
As they pa.s.sed the front of the house, however, Jube groaned, "Oh, Lawd!
de porch dun smashed!"
"This is awful, my boy!" e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.ed Mr. Houghton. "Oh, this dreadful city!
this dreadful city!"
"The worst is over, I think. Brace up, Jube. If you are so anxious to save your life, step lively."
"Jes hear de people holler," cried Jube, trembling so he could scarcely keep his hold, and he gave a loud, sympathetic yell himself.
"Stop that," said George sternly. "Oh, Dr. Devoe, I am so glad to see you," he added, as the physician came running up. "You are a G.o.dsend."
"I was pa.s.sing near," explained the physician, "and, being a bachelor, can think of my patients first. Jube, if you yell again I"ll cuff you. Be a man now and we"ll all soon be safe."
They joined the throngs which were gathering on the square, and Mr.
Houghton was tenderly placed upon the gra.s.s. "Doctor, you and Jube will stay with him while I get articles for his comfort;" and before his father could again interpose George was off at full speed.
"He will come out all right," said Dr. Devoe soothingly. "Never fear for George."