will--it will, Cap! But demmy, before it does, I'll break the necks
of every man and woman, in this house, old and young! Hear it,
heaven and earth, for I'll do it!"

All things must have an end. So, as the hours passed on, the storm
having spent all its fury, gradually grumbled itself into silence.

Old Hurricane also raged himself into a state of exhaustion so
complete that when the midnight hour struck he could only drop into
a chair and murmur:

"Twelve o'clock and no news of her yet!"

And then unwillingly he went to bed, attended by Mrs. Condiment and
Pitapat instead of Wool, who was supposed to be out in search of
Capitola, but who was, in fact, fast asleep on the floor of a dry
cellar.

Meanwhile, where did this midnight hour find Capitola?




CHAPTER IV.

THE HIDDEN HOLLOW.


On every side the aspect was the same,
All ruined, desolate, forlorn and savage,