SCENE VIII.—A Room. Evening.
These will be large enough; now on with your bonnet, and let 's start.
Why, they can see us yet.
I mean they shall. Don't you know they must have that chase after us,
at any rate? See here, now, their way will be just this: We steal out of
the back door, and run down by the Court House. Sambo or Quimbo wil l be
sure to see us. They will give chase, and we will get into the swamp. Then
I can't go any further till they go up and turn out the dogs; and while they
are blundering around, and tumbling over each other, as they always do, you
and I will just slip
along to a creek, and run into the water, till we get back to the house; that will put the dogs all at fault; for scent won't lie in the water. Every one will run out of the house to look after us, and then we 'll whip into the back door, and then to the garret, where I have got a nice bed made up in one of the great boxes. We must stay there a good while; for, I tell you, he will raise heaven and earth after us. He boasts that no one ever got away from him. He 'll muster all the old overseers on the other plantations, and have a great hunt, and they 'll go over every inch of ground in that swamp. We 'll let him hunt at his leisure.
But won't he come to the garret?
Not he, indeed! He is too much afraid of that place.
Cassy, how well you have planned it! Who would ever have thought that of you?
Cas. [Reaching her hand to EMMELINE.]