of strangers in broad daylight, they took the provisions
that they had brought along, and went apart in the woods to eat them,
after which they resumed their places on the top of the coach, in time
for its starting.

At noon, when the coach stopped to dine, they went apart again to
satisfy their hunger.

It was not until night, when they reached an obscure road-side inn, that
they dared to enter a house or ask for a cup of tea. Being "darkies,"
they were sent to the kitchen, where they were regaled with a very hot
pot of the beverage that "cheers but not inebriates."

Here also, as they had to change coaches, they were required to show
their pass before they could be permitted to take their uncomfortable
seats on the top of the vehicle to continue their journey.

They travelled both by day and night, never giving themselves any rest.
The policy of the first day was continued to the end of their journey.
They always took their meals apart from other people during the broad
daylight, denying themselves the comfort of a cup of tea or coffee until
night, when, in some dimly lighted country kitchen, they could safely
indulge in that refreshment.

At the end of the third day they arrived at Baltimore.

It was just nightfall when they reached the inn where the stage stopped.
They alighted, with knapsack, carpet bag, and dog, and found themselves
on the sidewalk of a crowded street.

"This way," whispered Lyon Berners to his wife, as he turned into a
by-street. "Sybil," he continued, when they felt themselves
comparatively alone in the less thronged thoroughfare--"Sybil, if we are
to drop our disguises here, we must do so before we enter any inn,
because we should have no opportunity afterwards, without detection."

And relieving her of the carpet bag and carrying that as well as the
knapsack, he led her by a long walk to the woods on the outskirts of the
city, where, by the side of a clear stream, they washed the dye from
their faces and hands, and then changed their upper garments. Their
knapsack contained every requisite for a decent toilet; and so, in
something less than half an hour, they had transformed themselves back
again from plain, respectable darkies, to plain, respectable whites; and
"Caesar" and "Dinah" became in their next phase, the Reverend Mr. and
Mrs. Martin. The only thing that could not be changed was the color of
Lyon's hair, which, having been dyed black, must remain black until time
and growth s