CHAPTER XIX.
TIPPY, THE SCOUT.
ON the way out of the house, De Banyan whispered a few words in the ear of Somers, while they were in the darkness of the entry. There was very great danger that things might get a little mixed; that Alick and the other servant might tell wrong stories about their respective masters.
“Tell Alick to say we are rebels,” was the substance of the communication.
When they reached the spot where the horses had been left, Somers told his man what to say. It was fortunate that he did so promptly, for the guerilla leader, apparently suspecting something, suddenly became very officious, and kept close to the recruits. The horses were taken to the stable, where they were placed with the others, after which the party returned to the house, followed by the servants.
“What’s your master’s name?” demanded Captain Lynchman, the leader of the guerillas, of Alick.
“Captain Somers, sar,” replied the faithful fellow.
“What is he captain of?”
“Dunno, sar.”
“Where did you come from?”