Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 08
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Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 08
Scottish Borders (Scotland) -- Fiction
The ruse of M'Arthur, in the meantime, took completely. The negroes,
believing that a large force was coming on them, fled with the utmost
precipitation in all directions, leaving the gallant adventurer, with
the captive lady, sole possessors of the field. But the former, judging
that they would soon return on finding that he was alone, ran up to the
terrified girl, and taking her hurriedly by the hand, without waiting to
put any questions to her, or even to look at her, urged her to fly with
him instantly.
Aware of the propriety of this measure, the latter instantly obeyed; and
taking her deliverer by the arm, both hastened away from the spot. But
M'Arthur, being wholly unacquainted with the locality of the place, knew
no other way of escaping but that by which he had come; and by this way
it was impossible the fragile, timorous creature he supported could go.
But M'Arthur was a stout, as well as courageous man; and in this dilemma
he did not hesitate an instant in adopting the only course which
presented itself.
He suddenly flung his left arm around the slender waist of his fair
companion, and, raising her from the ground, proceeded to descend the
rocks with her; holding on, from time to time, with his right hand, as
he passed from one stepping place to another.
Steady of step, stout of heart, and quick of eye, M'Arthur descended in
safety with his precious burden; when, having placed her on her feet,
he, with one single word, urged her further flight till they arrived at
the spot where his horse was secured.
Nor had the flight of the fugitives been a whit more expeditious than
was necessary; for ere they had gained the bottom of the descent, the
negroes, as M'Arthur conjectured they would do, had returned; and
seemingly now assured that they had been deceived, began to search
around, whooping and yelling in the most frightful manner, for their
deceiver and his companion.
Indeed, they appeared at one time to have discovered them, or at least
to have conjectured which route they had taken; for several shots were
fired in the direction in which they were--a fact which the fugitives
ascertained by two or three bullets striking within a few yards of them.
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