sense of bodily comfort after all the hardships of the day. They
decided to act as nearly as possible as though they were but little
disturbed by the past events, and to assume the position of foreigners
who felt themselves under the protection of their own government.

Naturally, all their thoughts were of Elinor, but night had fallen
black and stormy, and in all the confusion and lawlessness there was
nothing to be done but wait as best they could for morning.

In spite of his anxiety, Warren slept heavily and did not awaken until
his sister shook him, and he opened his eyes to find that it was seven,
7 o'clock.

"No news, Warren dear," said Evelyn. "Only that that poor little baby
is certainly better. Oh, Warren, it is so cunning! I do hope it will
be all right. I want to keep it if we do not find its father. All the
rest of its family must be dead." She sat down on the edge of Warren's
bed. "Do you know," she said, "I feel as though everyone besides
ourselves is hurt or lost or dead or kidnapped? I have been thinking
what I would do if anyone kidnapped me. I would try so hard to leave
some sort of a message. I think if I had my diamond ring on, I would
try to scratch something on a window pane."

Warren smiled. "Try some other plan, Evvy," he said. "They wouldn't be
apt to wait while you found a window and scratched a letter on it."

"You never can tell," said the girl. "Anyhow, that is what I would try
to do. Get up now, Warren, I have a nice hot breakfast for you. Ivan
is dressed and has been out getting things to eat."