Graham's Magazine, Vol. XXXVII, No. 1, July 1850Various
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Graham's Magazine, Vol. XXXVII, No. 1, July 1850
Various
Literature -- Periodicals; Literature, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals
Away they dashed into the forest, scattering themselves in the direction
indicated by their leader. Frederica watched their departure with an
anxious gaze, which disappeared from her eyes the moment they were out
of sight. In an instant all her agitation ceased.
“Now, thank Heaven! for the thought!” she cried. “It will be quite dark
before they find themselves at fault; and when they think to begin the
search below, he will be wholly beyond their reach. But how to warn him
against the meeting, as agreed on? The coming of this man forbids that.
I must see! I must contrive it!” And with these muttered words of half
meaning, she quietly made her way toward her father’s dwelling, secure
of the present safety of her lover from pursuit. She had very
successfully practiced a very simple _ruse_ for his escape. Her
apprehensions were only but admirably simulated; and in telling Dunbar
that the fugitive had taken one direction, she naturally relied on his
doubts of her truth, to make him seek the opposite. She had told him
nothing but the truth, but she had told it as a falsehood; and it had
all the effect which she desired. The chase of the tory captain proved
unsuccessful.
CHAPTER III.
It was quite dark before Captain Dunbar reached the cottage of Frederick
Sabb, and he did so in no good humor. Disappointed of his prey, he now
suspected the simple _ruse_ by which he had been deluded, and his first
salutation of Frederica Sabb, as he entered the cottage was in no
friendly humor.
“There are certain birds,” said he, “Miss Sabb, who fly far from their
young ones at the approach of the hunter, yet make such a fuss and
outcry, as if the nest were close at hand, and in danger. I see you have
learned to practice after their lessons.”
The girl involuntarily replied, “But, indeed, Captain Dunbar, I heard
the horse go below.”
“I see you understand me,” was the answer. “I feel assured that you told
me only the truth, but you had first put me in the humor not to believe
it. Another time I shall know how to understand _you_.”
Frederica smiled, but did not seek to excuse herself, proceeding all the
while to the preparations for supper. This had been got in readiness
especially for the arrival of Dunbar and his party. He, with Clymes, his
first officer, had become inmates of the dwelling; but his troopers had
encamped without, under instructions of particular vigilance. Meanwhile,
supper proceeded, Sabb and his _vrow_ being very heedful of all the
expressed or conjectured wants of their arbitrary guests. It was while
the repast was in progress that Dunbar fancied that he beheld a
considerable degree of uneasiness in the manner and countenance of
Frederica. She ate nothing, and her mind and eyes seemed equally to
wander. He suddenly addressed her, and she started as from a dream, at
the sound of her own name, and answered confusedly.
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