Camping -- Fiction; Manners and customs -- Fiction
"Awake!" she said. "I have not been asleep to-night. Don't you see I am
dressed?" And she drew a chair to the bedside and sat down. "I know more
about what is going on than you do, Hector," she said, "and I tell you if
we stay any longer in this camp, there is going to be great trouble. That
young Raybold pays no attention to what you said about keeping away from
us. He comes here, when he pleases, and he says he intends to come. I
asked you to take a walk with me this evening because I saw him coming to
the camp-fire and I knew that you would resent it. To-night I saw him
walking up and down in front of our cabin, and I believe he intended to
try to speak to Margery. I went out to him myself, and he was positively
insulting. If the bishop had not happened to come up, I believe he would
have stayed here and defied me. But he made him go.
"Now that you know this, Hector, it is very certain that there will be
trouble between you and that young man, and I do not want that. And,
besides that, there is his sister; she is as determined to preach as he is
to speak to Margery. The bishop says he can't stand her any longer, and he
is going away to-morrow, and that will make it all the worse for
us--especially for you, Hector. I cannot endure this state of things; it
has made me so nervous I cannot get to sleep, and, besides, it is not
right for us to keep Margery where she must be continually guarded from
such a man. Now it may seem foolish to run away, but I have thought over
the matter for hours and hours, and it is the only thing to do; and what
is more, it is very easy to do. If we announce that we are going, we will
all go, and the chief cause of quarrels and danger will go with us. I know
you, Hector; you will not stand his impertinence.
"It will be daylight between three and four o'clock, and we three can
start out quietly and have a pleasant walk to Sadler's. It is only four
miles, and we can take our time. We need not carry anything with us but
what we choose to put in our pockets. We can pack our bags and leave them
here, and Mr. Sadler will send for them. When we get there we can go to
bed if we like, and have time enough for a good sleep before breakfast,
and then we can take the morning stage and leave this place and everybody
in it. Now please don't be hasty and tell me all this is foolish.
Remember, if you stay here you have a quarrel on your hands, and I shall
have hours of misery until that quarrel is settled; and no matter how it
is settled, things will be disagreeable afterwards."
"Harriet," said Mr. Archibald, suddenly twisting himself so that he sat on
the side of the bed, "your idea is a most admirable one. It suits me
exactly. Let us run away. It is impossible for us to do anything better
than that. Have you told Margery?"
"No," she answered, "but I will go to her at once."
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