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ese kind friends if we were to show fear. They will take excellent care of us, and take us home soon, I make no doubt." "Isn't thee ever afraid, Peggy?" "Why, yes; of course," answered Peggy. "Every one is, I think. But mother told me once never to anticipate trouble, and so I try not to think about what might happen. We must be bright and cheerful whatever occurs. It should be easy for thee, Sally. Thee is always happy in the hospital." "That is because I have something to do," responded Sally sagely. "If one is so busy that one has no time to think one can't be afraid." "I make no doubt then thee will soon have plenty to occupy thee when Fairfax joins his company, Sally." Sally laughed as Peggy had intended she should. "I like Fairfax," she said with emphasis. "But didst notice, Peggy? He spoke not once to either of us after we entered the house. Truly, his diffidence doth envelop him like a mantle; yet, when those robbers were giving us chase, he had no difficulty in telling us just what to do. Indeed, he was then as much at ease in speaking to us as thy father or Robert would have been." "Then he was doing 'man's duty,'" laughed Peggy. "'Tis marvelous how an emergency doth make him shed his shyness." "I like him," repeated Sally. "In very truth, Peggy Owen, doth thee not consider him the very nicest lad that we know?" "And yet," observed Peggy meditatively, addressing the darkness, "methinks there was a girl, not a hundred miles from this very bed, who told me that she agreed with my Cousin Harriet that Clifford excelled all other youths." "I am going to sleep," announced Sally, turning over hastily. "Does thee not think it time? We had a wearisome journey." Peggy giggled appreciatively. "That was a well directed shot," she remarked, "since it hath reduced the ranks to silence." CHAPTER XII "THEY MUST GO HOME" "It wounds, indeed, To bear affronts too great to be forgiven, And not have power to punish." --_"Spanish Friar," Dryden._ "Let them sleep, Hannah. I make no doubt but that they are greatly fatigued." "Yet methinks they would not care to be left behind if we go to the meeting-house, Mary. Both maidens have regard for the Sabbath. First-day, they call it." Peggy sat up quickly as the foregoing words penetrated her drowsed consciousness, and parting the curtains of the bed looked out. The door leading into the adjo
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