"She's pretty," she said, with some sympathy.
"Well, by the time she's out perhaps she won't be so pretty," sneered the older woman. "I swore revenge for Salvo, and I'll have it."
"Oh, you and Salvo! Seems to me a man ought to be able——"
"You cat! Do you want to go back to the cave?"
The girl was silent again.
"Where—am I? Jack! Jack!" Cora moaned.
"Here! Don't you dare give her another drop of that stuff, or
I'll—squeal!"
The old woman stopped, and in the darkness of the wagon Mother Hull felt, rather than saw, that the younger one would do as she threatened. She might shout! Then those searching the woods would hear.
"We will soon be there. Then she may call for Jack until her throat is sore!" muttered the hag.
Cora tossed on her bed of straw. The chloroform kept her quiet, but she knew and felt that she was being borne away somewhere into that dark and lonely night. She could remember now how Ed had gone inside the hotel, and he had not come back! He would be back presently, and yes, she would try to sleep until he returned!