United States -- History -- Revolution, 1775-1783 -- Juvenile fiction
Certain it is, however, that the afternoon was well spent before we saw
him coming up the road, and our surprise can well be imagined when we
learned that he had with him as companion none other than Horry Sims.
"He has taken up with that snake of a Tory brood simply because of
believing that those on the Sims plantation stand higher in favor with
the red-coated soldiers than do we of the Hamilton plantation!" Saul
cried angrily, and so incautiously loud that I pressed my hand over his
mouth as I whispered in reproof:
"You have no right, Saul Ogden, to cast aught of discredit upon Pierre,
even though you have known him so short a time. He has shown himself a
good friend, and, to my satisfaction at least, has proved that he would
not turn traitor, more especially when it might be simply to his own
advantage."
Now little Frenchie knew full well where he had left us by the roadside,
for I saw him mark the dead cottonwood tree 'neath the foot of which we
were lying, and yet he went on his way past us, giving no heed, but
talking busily, and, as it seemed, interestedly with Horry Sims.
I must admit that just for the instant there came into my heart a great
fear lest that which Saul had said might be true, and then I thrust it
from me, saying in my mind that I would not so wrong a lad who had all
the marks of gentlemanly breeding. Surely, even though he might at some
other time be willing to play us false, he would not do so while we were
in such deep sorrow.
"If he is playing fair with us, why should he at this minute be hand in
glove with that Tory scoundrel?" Saul whispered hoarsely, as he sat up
to gaze after the two who were walking rapidly down the road in the
direction of our home. "Why did he not have speech with us? Surely he
knows where we are."
"To have spoken when he passed would have been to tell Horry Sims that
we were lying in hiding while he went into York Town to pick up such
information as might be possible. The chances are the lad met the young
Tory--came across him by accident, of course, and could do no less than
show a friendly front, unless he was minded to much the same as tell him
we were counting on making reprisals because of the loss of our horses."
Although this was the reasonable, and, to my mind, the only explanation
of little Frenchie's behavior, Saul would not at first admit it; but
insisted that there must be treachery somewhere else than in Horry
Sims's heart, and thus he argued until I verily believe he convinced
himself that our little comrade from New Orleans could have done no
different. Then came the question as to whether we should remain where
we were, or start homeward, for now it was too late for us to make any
venture into the town of York even though we had been so minded.
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