Country life -- Fiction; Pastoral fiction; Piedmont (U.S. : Region) -- Fiction; Virginia -- Fiction
"Yas'm, dar's a wreck somewhar, sho 'nuff, but dey don' know nuttin'
out dar at de station. All de wires is down, ev'y las' one un um, en dar
ain' nobody done come erlong back dat went down de road. Ef'n you'll
lemme res' de night heah, me en de mare'll go out agin befo' sunup."
"There's all the room in the world, Uncle Elisha. Wait, and I'll give
you a lantern to take to the stable." She went indoors and returned in a
few minutes with a light swinging from her hand. "As soon as you've
attended to your mare, come in and I'll have something for you to eat."
As she passed her bedroom on the way to the kitchen she saw that John
Abner was still sleeping, and she did not stop to arouse him. Why should
she disturb his slumber when there was nothing definite that she could
tell him? Instead, she hastened about her preparations for Elisha's
supper, and by the time the old negro came in from bedding the mare, the
bacon and eggs were on the table. Withdrawing to a safe distance from
the stove, he thawed his frostbitten hands and feet, while his grizzled
head emerged like some gigantic caterpillar from the chrysalis of shawls
he had wound about him.
"Were there many people at the station?" she inquired presently.
"Naw'm, hit was too fur fur mos' folks. Marse John Garlick, he wuz
spendin' de night in de sto', en so was Marse Jim Ellgood. Young Marse
Bob en his wife wuz bofe un um on de train."
"Well, make a good supper. Then you can go up to Ebenezer's. I saw smoke
coming out of his chimney, so it will be warm there."
Because she knew that he would enjoy his supper more if he were
permitted to eat it alone, she went back to the fire in her bedroom
where John Abner was still sleeping. She watched there in the silence
until she heard Elisha exclaim, "Good night, Miss Dorindy!" and go out,
shutting the back door behind him. Then she locked up the house, and
after lowering the wick of the hall lamp, touched John Abner on the
shoulder.
"You'd better go to bed. In a little while you will have to be up
again."
He opened his eyes and sat up, blinking at the firelight. "I could have
slept on into next week."
"Well, don't wake up. Go straight upstairs."
"Did Elisha ever come?"
"Yes, he put his mare in the stable and went up to spend the night with
Ebenezer."
"What did he tell you?"
"Only that they haven't found out anything definite at the station. You
know how cut off everything is when the wires are down. Mr. Garlick and
James Ellgood are both waiting out there all night."
"Then it was Father's train. It must have been a bad wreck."
"I'm afraid so. This suspense is so baffling. Anything in the world
might happen, and we shouldn't know of it until the next day."
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