In the slight laugh which followed this question, the reply of the young lady was not heard, and her brother continued: 

“Well, I put it so strong that Cadmus fell in with me and persuaded Inman to do the same.  They agreed to wait until 10 o’clock, but no longer; so you see I did not accomplish all that I hoped, but it was better than nothing.  If I am not mistaken it is past 10 now.”

“Not more than a few minutes.”

“Well, at any rate, the time is up, and they have sent me to notify you that they will wait no longer.  I suppose that you, mother and Jennie, have got together all that you can take away.  As I have to escort you back, I will carry the things, unless you smuggle in some of the bedsteads.”

“Then it is the intention to attack as soon as the ladies are fairly out of the way?” was the inquiring remark of Capt.  Asbury.

“You may depend that it won’t be delayed ten minutes.”

“Do you know whether they will begin by shooting or trying to set fire to the building?”

“They haven’t given me their confidence, but I don’t see why they should expect to accomplish as much with their guns as they could have done during the day time.  They will set fire to the place, no doubt.”

“It may be well to impress upon those people that we are guarding every side, and the first rustler of whom we catch a glimpse will be riddled.”

“They are prepared for that, of course; be careful, friends, and don’t expose yourselves more than you are obliged to, for there will be no let-up after the ball opens.  I wish I could stay with you and help you out.  I have been on the watch, ever since it grew dark, to steal off and make a run to the stockmen’s camp, but I couldn’t gain the first chance.”

“I am afraid it is too late, anyway,” said the captain, “for they are so far away that it will be over before they could arrive.”

“Well, mother,” said Fred, fearing that he was staying too long, “you and Jennie are ready, so let’s go.  Confound it! we must have a light for a few minutes; I know where there’s a candle.”

He ignited a match and quickly found a candle.  This was lit and held above his head, so that he could look into the faces around him.

“There is no danger of their taking advantage of this until I leave,” he explained, “and you can blow it out before that.  I see you are there, mother; call Jennie down and let her join us.”

“Jennie is not in the house!” was the reply, which fairly took away the breath of all.

CHAPTER XXXI.

WHY IT WAS DONE.

The yellow reflection of the candle lit up a group of wondering faces that were turned upon the mother, who stood in the middle of the room.  Her countenance was pale, for she had passed through a great deal during the last half-hour, to say nothing of that which preceded it.