Humphrey Bold - A Story of the Times of Benbow by Herbert Strang
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accident, some incautious movement, he might reveal his presence.
The day passed and when I went to bed I lay in restless impatience, straining my ears to catch the slightest whisper, and starting up several times in the belief that I heard him. At last, when all was silent save for the heavy breathing of the men outside the door, I caught the faint sound made by the pushing of the tube (a length of sugar cane, as I afterwards learned) through the hole he had bored in the double floor. I stole noiselessly out of bed, and crept cautiously to the place beneath it. "Is that you, Moses?" I whispered. "Yes, massa, me's here." "Is Mistress Lucy well?" "Welly miserable, sah. Missy say Massa Bold take care; she say 'God bless Massa.'" Inwardly I blessed her for her thought of me; then I said: "We must both be careful, Moses. Now, I must escape from this, and you must help me." "Yes, Massa, me want to help, but dere is no way for po' Uncle Moses." "We must find a way; we must," I said in a fierce whisper. "Could you come up and help me if I burst open the door? Are you strong? |
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