“Well, he did go so far as to say that the milk was different here, and
that he wanted a kind of cake we didn't get at dinner.”
I attacked the young man on his weak point, and got some brief answers
in reply to my remarks on the attractiveness of locomotives and the
virtues of cars. But as any venture away from the important subject was
met with the silence of the clam, I had at last to give up with a wild
desire to shake the young man until some more satisfactory idea should
come uppermost.
As darkness came on, the apprehensions of danger which had made no
impression on me by daylight, began to settle strongly on my spirits.
The wind that dashed the rain-drops in gusts on the panes seemed to
whistle a warning, and the splash of the water outside was as the
muttering of a tale of melancholy in an unknown tongue.
I concealed my fears and depressions from the men, and with the lighting
of the lamps made my dispositions to meet any attack that might come. I
had satisfied myself that the rear bedroom, that faced the south, could
not be entered from the outside without the aid of ladders. The parlor
showed a sheer drop to the street on the west, and I felt assured we
were safe on that side. But the front windows of the parlor, and the
front bedroom which joined it, opened on the veranda roof in common with
a dozen other rooms. Inside, the hallway, perhaps eight feet wide and
twenty-five feet long, offered the only approach to our rooms from the
stairs. The situation was not good for defense, and at the thought I had
a mind even then to seek other quarters.
It was too late for such a move, however, and I decided to make the best
of the position. I placed the boy in the south bedroom, which could
be reached only through the parlor. With him I placed Wainwright and
Fitzhugh, the two strongest men of the party. The north bedroom, opening
on the hallway, the veranda roof and the parlor, looked to be the
weakest part of my position, but I thought it might be used to advantage
as a post of observation. The windows were guarded with shutters of no
great strength. We closed and secured those of the parlor and the inner
bedroom as well as possible. Those of the north bedroom I left open. By
leaving the room dark it would be easy for a sentinel to get warning of
an assault by way of the veranda roof. I stationed Porter in the hall,
and Abrams in the dark bedroom, while Lockhart, Wilson, Brown and I held
the parlor and made ourselves comfortable until the time should come to
relieve the men on guard.
One by one the lights that could be seen here and there through the
town disappeared, the sounds from the streets and the other parts of the
house came more infrequently and at last were smothered in silence, and
only darkness and the storm remained.
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