fifteen minutes, Eve said, "It is--it is insupportable!"
"You feel it because you have not slept. You haven't slept at all since
we started," said Cicely, mentioning the fact, but without evident
interest in it.
"Yes I have," responded Eve, quickly.
There came another tremendous clash. Eve visibly trembled; her cheeks
seemed to grow more wan, the line between her eyes deepened.
"This noise must be stopped!" said the old planter, authoritatively. He
got up and went to the side.
"_They_ won't stop," said Cicely.
Eve sat still, the tips of the fingers of each of her hands pressed hard
into the palm, and bits of her inner cheek held tightly between her
teeth. At last the rails were all on board and the gangways hauled in;
the propeller moved slowly away from her dock, a row of loungers, with
upturned faces, watching her departure, and visibly envying the captain,
who called out orders loudly from the upper deck--orders which were
needed; for the river was crowded with craft of all kinds, and many
manoeuvres were necessary before the long steamer could turn herself
and reach the open lake. She passed out at last between two piers, down
which boys ran as fast as they could, racing with the engine to see
which should reach the end first. At last they were away, and the noises
ceased; there was only the regular throb of the machinery, the sound of
the water churned by the screw. The sun was setting; Eve looked at the
receding shores--the spires of Cleveland on the bluffs which rise from
the Cuyahoga, the mass of roofs extending to the east and the west,
bounded on the latter side by the pine-clad cliffs of Rocky River. After
the splendid flaming sunset, the lake grew suddenly dark; it looked as
vast and dusky as the ocean. Cicely sprang up. "I know I shall never
come back across all this water!--I know I never, never shall!"
"Yes, you will, little girl," answered her grandfather, fondly.
"I don't mind. But I can't stay here and think! They must be doing
something in there--all those people we saw in the cabin; I am going in
to see." She went within, and Eve followed her; the nurse carried Jack
after his mother. But the judge remained where he was; he sat with one
hand laid over the other on the top of his cane. He looked at the dark
lake; his feeling was, "What is to become of us?"
Within, all was animation; the tables had been pushed together by a
troop of hurrying darkies in white aprons, and now the same troop were
bringing in small open dishes, some flat and some bowl-like, containing
an array of food which included everything from beefsteak to ice-cream.
The passengers occupying the sofas watched the proceedings; then, at the
sound of a tap on the gong, they rose and seated themselves on the round
stools which did duty as chairs.
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