"Are you sure you aint bad sperrits?" she asked, through a narrow crevice.
"Don't be foolish, Nancy. You know me well enough, and Cleopatra, too. Open the door wider, and let us in."
Reassured in a degree by the testimony of her eyes, Nancy complied and the two entered.
"Laws, missus, it's you shure nuff," she said, "and Clopatry, too." (This was as near as she ever got to the name of the royal Egyptian.) "Who'd a thought to see you this time o' night?"
"We've run away, Nancy. You won't let Dr. Fox know?"
"I reckon not, missus. He's a drefful mean man, the old doctor is. I won't give you up to him nohow."
Luckily for Mrs. Kenyon old Nancy hadsome months before had a quarrel with Dr. Fox about some money matter in which she felt he had cheated her. So she was glad of this opportunity to do him an ill turn.
"Is Antony here, Nancy?" asked Cleopatra, looking about her with an air of expectation.
Nancy was about to reply in the negative, when she caught a significant look from Mrs. Kenyon, and altered her intended answer.
"He aint here yet, missus, but I expect him in the morning sure."