Over that household was already gathering a cloud heavy and dark with calamity—calamity that must have overwhelmed the stability of any faith which was not as theirs was—stayed upon God.
CHAPTER XXVIII.
A PANIC IN THE OUTLAW'S DEN.
Imagination frames events unknown,
In wild, fantastic shapes of hideous ruin,
And what it fears creates!
—Hannah More.
Dark doubt and fear, o'er other spirits lower,
But touch not his, who every waking hour,
Has one fixed hope and always feels its power.
—Crabbe.
Upon the very same night, that the three robbers were surprised and captured by the presence of mind of Capitola at Hurricane Hall, Black Donald, disguised as a negro, was lurking in the woods around the mansion, waiting for the coming of his three men with their prize.