"Governor Willie has been up all night," she said; "He returned at a late hour from Columbus, and is worn out with business, travel and loss of sleep. He must rest now. After breakfast we will go out to the lake and join you in the search after Faith and Sophia."
"When do you breakfast?" asked Blythe.
"It will be quite late to-morrow—ten o'clock at least, I suppose."
"And you will not be ready to help us before eleven or twelve, then?"
"I think that is quite likely."
"Cannot you come without the Governor?" suggested Blythe.
"No, I couldn't think of that. We never undertake such things separately. Good morning, now."
Dido pulled up her night-cap, retied the strings, and laid her pretty head upon the pillow. Her husband was already breathing heavily, off asleep while Dido was talking.
"But, madam," said True earnestly, "twelve o'clock may be too late. You are trifling with this thing! We ask you to pity us and help us. You know the Golden Motto, 'Quickly done is twice done.' If you want to help us at all you must make haste."
"Hush-sh!" said Bruce, taking the Sergeant by the arm and leading him away. "Don't you see? They are both asleep already. We can do nothing more now, I fear. Come, we must once more fall back upon our own resources."