United States -- History -- Revolution, 1775-1783 -- Juvenile fiction
"Have no fear for me, lad. I know what I'm about, and take my word for
it that I'm not running into the least little bit of danger. Listen for
two raps on the shutter when I come back, which will be within an hour."
He was gone even as he spoke, and all I could do toward repairing what I
believed to be serious mischief, was to lock and bar the door after him,
saying to myself that if he failed to come back as he had promised, and
aught suspicious was heard, I would insist that Archie and Harvey join
me in flight, for then would Master Lord's house be the one place in
Boston town where lurked the greatest danger for us.
"Where is Hiram?" Archie asked when I descended the ladder alone.
"Gone out of doors," was my sulky reply.
"Out of doors!" both lads cried as with one voice. "In the daytime?"
"Aye, that he has, and verily it seems as if good fortune has turned his
head."
"If he depends upon that pass in my name as a safeguard while he wanders
the streets, I'll answer for it the tables will be turned before you
have time to choose among the prisoners at the Bridewell," Job Lord said
vindictively, and his words were not needed to make my heart heavy, for
already had I come to believe that after all the good work he had done,
our imprisonment, perhaps our death, could be laid directly at his
door.
CHAPTER XVII
HIRAM'S VENTURE
The other lads were equally disturbed in mind regarding what seemed to
be a foolish venturing forth on the part of Hiram. After matters had
come about so mysteriously in our favor when we had given up all hope of
being able to succeed in the undertaking, it seemed much like flying in
the face of Providence to take any risks that were not absolutely
necessary.
We would be bound to incur so much of danger in order to make an attempt
at releasing Silas, that to put all this on the hazard, simply to
satisfy what I believed only a whim, was to my mind little less than
criminal folly.
You can fancy we were not heartened after Job Lord had spoken so
decidedly regarding the certainty that Hiram would speedily come to
grief, because the pass he believed to be of so much value could avail
nothing when he was come upon by the patrol.
I fancied it was possible to see on that double-faced villain's
countenance joy because of what was being done, and there could be no
question but that he firmly believed Hiram had, as people say,
overturned his dish of porridge.
It may be simply because I was in such a wretched frame of mind that I
imagined it; but for the time it was to me a fact that Seth had regained
a goodly portion of his courage on seeing Master Lord so well pleased,
and even found his tongue once more, saying vindictively, even as had
the man who hoped to have betrayed us, that we were about come to the
end of our rope, when he would have his turn.
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