The clouds had lifted. Faith had disposed of one secret, and felt the others would not matter very much. The two little friends snuggled down in the big feather bed and were soon fast asleep.
CHAPTER XIII
LOUISE MAKES A PRESENT
The week following Faith’s visit to the fort proved rather a difficult one for her at school. Caroline and Catherine seemed to think they had played a fine joke, and accused her of running home when they were waiting for her. Faith had resolved not to quarrel with them, but apparently the sisters meant to force her into trouble, if sneering words and ridicule could do it.
“You’re an American, so you don’t dare talk back,” sneered Catherine one day when Faith made no reply to the assertion that Faith had meant to run home from the fort alone.
“Americans are not afraid,” replied Faith quickly.
Catherine jumped up and down with delight at having made Faith angry.
“Oh, yes they are. My father says so. Another summer the English soldiers are going to take all the farms, and all you rebels will be our servants,” declared Catherine.