Loker had said.

They were indeed very grateful to him, and very glad that they had not
left him, as his own friends had done, to die by the roadside.

So next day Eliza cut off all her beautiful black hair, and dressed
herself like a boy.

'Don't I make a pretty young fellow?' she said to George, laughing and
blushing at the same time.

'You always will be pretty,' said George gravely, 'do what you will.'

'What makes you so sober?' asked Eliza, kneeling on one knee, and laying
her hand on his. 'We are within twenty-four hours of Canada, they say.
Only a day and a night on the lake, and then--oh, then!'

'O Eliza,' said George, holding her fast, 'that is just it. To be so
near liberty, to be almost in sight of it--and then if we lost it. O
Eliza, I should die.'

'Don't fear,' said Eliza hopefully. 'The good Lord would not have
brought us so far if He didn't mean to save us. I seem to feel him with
us, George.'

So George kissed his wife and took heart again. Then the kind old lady
brought Harry in dressed as a little girl. And a very pretty girl he
made too. They called him 'Harriet,' as it was so like Harry it was easy
to remember.

Harry did not know his mamma, dressed as she was, and clung to the kind
lady, feeling rather afraid of the strange young man. That was just as
well, as he was too young to understand what this dressing-up and
pretending meant, and he might have spoiled it all by calling the
nice-looking young man 'Mamma.' So the kind lady was going with them,
pretending to be the little girl's aunt.

When everything was ready they got into a cab, and drove to the wharf.
The two young men, as they seemed to be, got out, Eliza helping the kind
lady and little girl, while George saw to the luggage.

As he was standing at the office, taking the tickets, George overheard
two men talking by his side.

'I've watched every one that came on board,' said one, 'and I know they
are not on this boat.'

'You would scarcely know the woman from a white one,' said the other.
'The man is very fair too. He has an H burned into the palm of his
hand.'

The hand with which George was taking the tickets and change trembled a
little, but he turned calmly round, looked straight at the speaker, and
then walked slowly away to where Eliza was waiting for him.

It was a terribly anxious time, but at last the bell rang, the boat
began to move, and George and Eliza drew long sighs of relief as they
saw the shore gett