He could do no better.
“Have good courage,” she said softly, “and I will answer for your safety.”
Before he could reply she had replaced the board.
She had barely time to hang the garments over the place, when a loud thumping was heard at the door.
Overcoming her fears as much as possible, she hastily descended the stairs.
Captain Dermot and his squad were at the door.
“Hilloa there!” cried the Confederate leader. “I should think you were all dead or run away.”
“What means this unceremonious summons, Captain Dermot?”
“We are after a cursed Yankee spy. Have you seen him pass this way, Miss Morland?”
“No, sir.”