CHAPTER XX
THE CAPTURE OF THE FORT
It was noon the next day when Faith awoke; and although she was quite ready to dress and go down-stairs, her mother thought it best for her to stay in bed.
Faith wondered to herself if Esther’s feet ached as hers did; and, more than this, she was anxious to know if their parents had any idea of where she and Esther had spent the previous day.
“There will be so much for me to tell mother,” she thought, a little uneasily, hoping that soon she would again have no secrets to conceal.
When Faith came down-stairs she found Esther waiting to see her; and, in response to Faith’s questioning look, she nodded and smiled reassuringly. Esther had brought over her English grammar, for it had been decided that the two little girls were to study together two hours each day; one day at Faith’s house, and the next at Esther’s.
“It’s all right; our mothers don’t know. But what made you so tired?” said Esther, as soon as the girls were alone.
Faith shook her head. “I don’t know. I do hope we can tell all about it soon. I’ve a great mind to tell mother now.”