"What do you say, Maggie?" asked Mr. Lewis. "On to Richmond, eh?"
"Do let us go!" she begged, her impatience growing with every obstacle.
"On it is, then. I like your pluck."
"I should think that the lady would rather wait," the conductor suggested.
"Wait, sir?" said Mr. Lewis bluffly. "By no means! Don't trouble yourself. She isn't one of the squealing sort."
"Very well," the man replied doubtfully. "But we shall go pretty fast."
Margaret's heavy eyes brightened. "That is what I want. You cannot go too fast for me."
On they went again with steadily increasing speed, reaching Philadelphia ahead of time. There fresh news of disaster awaited them. On then to Baltimore, where they found the citizens arming, and every one full of excitement.
"I must and will go through!" Margaret said passionately, seeing Mr. Lewis about to expostulate.
He resumed his seat. "Then I shall go with you."