VINCENT directed his course so that while the boat's head was still pointing up the stream, and she was apparently moving in the same direction as the ships, she was gradua]ly getting out to the middle of the river.Had he tried to row straight across suspicion might at once have been excited.In half an hour they were in the middle of the stream.A vessel passing under full sail swept along at a distance of a hundred yards, and they were hailed.Vincent merely waved his hand and continued his course.
"I dare say those fellows wonder what we are up to, Tony; but they are not likely to stop to inquire.In another quarter of an hour we shall be pretty safe.Ah! there's a fellow who might interfere with us," he added looking round."Do you see that little black thing two miles ahead of us? that's a steam launch.If she sees us making over she's likely enough to come and ask us some questions.We had better head a little more toward the shore now.
If it comes to a race every foot is of importanceUp to now they had been rowing in an easy and leisurely manner, avoiding all appearance of haste.They now bent to their oars, and the boat began to travel a good deal faster through the water.
Vincent glanced over his shoulder frequently at the steam launch.
"She is keeping straight on in the middle of the channel, Tony;evidently she hasn't noticed us yet."Ten minutes after passing the ship he exclaimed sharply:
"Row, Tony, as hard as you can; the launch has just passed that ship, and has changed her course.I expect the captain has called their attention to us.It's a race now."The boat, at the moment the launch changed her course, was rather more than halfway between the center of the channel and the shore.The launch was in the center of the channel, and three-quarters of a mile higher up.She had evidently put on steam as she started to cut off the boat, for there was now a white wave at her bow.
"I think we shall do it, Tony," Vincent said."I don't suppose she can go above eight miles an hour and we are certainly going four, and she has more than twice as far to travel as we have."Those on board the launch were evidently conscious that they were likely to lose the race, for in a few minutes they began to open fire with their rifles.
"Fire away," Vincent said."You ain't likely to hit us a thousand yards off, and we haven't another three hundred to row."The bullets whistled overhead, but none of them struck the water within many yards of the boat, and the launch was still four or five hundred yards away when the bow of the boat touched the shore.
Several muskets were discharged as Vincent and Tony leaped out and plunged into the bushes that came down to the water's edge.
The launch sent up a sharp series of whistles, and random shots were for some time fired into the bushes.
"It is lucky she didn't carry a small gun in her bow," Vincent said;"for though seven or eight hundred yards is a long range for a rifle, they might likely enough have hit us if they had had a gun.Now, Tony, we shall have to be careful, for those whistles are no doubt meant as an alarm; and although she cannot tell who we are, she will probably steam up, and if they have any force opposite Burmuda will give them news that two suspicious characters have landed, and they will have parties out to look for us.""Dey can look as long as dey like, sah.Ef dose slave-hunters can't find people in de swamps what chance you tink dose soldiers have? None at all.Dey haven't got no reward before dere eyes, and dey won't want to be going in ober dere shoes into de mud and dirting dere uniforms.No fear ob dem, sah.Dey make as much noise when dey march in do wood as a drove oh pigs.You can hear dem a quarter ob a mile away."They tramped on through the woods through which McClellan's force had so painfully made their way during their first advance against Richmond.From time to time they could hear noises in the forest-shouts, and once or twice the discharge of firearms.
"Dey call dat hunting, 1 s'pose," Tony said scornfully.
They kept steadily on until it began to grow dark in the forest.
They were now in the White Oak Swamp and not eight miles from Richmond, and they thought it better to pause until it became quite dark, for they might be picked up by any raiding party of cavalry.
Vincent was in high spirits.Now, that he had succeeded in his enterprise, and had escaped almost by a miracle, he was eager to get back to Richmond and carry his news down to General Lee.
Tony was even more anxious to push on.At last, after three years'
absence, he was to see his wife and child again, and he reluctantly agreed to Vincent's proposal for a halt.
We sha'n't stop very long, Tony; and I own I am waiting quite as much because I am hungry and want to eat, and because I am desperately tired, as from any fear of the enemy.We walked twenty miles last night from Union Grove to the river, then Iwalked to the boat, back to the farm and then back to the boat again-that's three more miles-and we have gone another twenty now.I am pretty nearly dead beat, I can tell you.""I'se tired too, sah; but I feel I could go on walking all night if Iwas to see Dinah in do morning.""Well, I couldn't, Tony; not to see any one.I might be willing enough, but my legs wouldn't take me."They ate a hearty meal, and almost as soon as they had finished Vincent stood up again.
"Well, Tony, I can feel for your impatience, and so we will struggle on.I have just been thinking that when I last left my mother a week since she said she was thinking of going out to the Orangery for a month before the leaves fell, so it is probable that she may be there now.It is only about the same distance as it is to Richmond, so we will go straight there.I shall lose a little time, of course; but I can be driven over to Richmond, so it won't be too much.Besides, I can put on a pair of slippers.That will be a comfort, for my feet feel as if they were in vises.A cup of tea won't be a bad thing, too."During their walk through the wood Vincent had related the circumstances of the carrying away of Dinah and of her rescue.
When he had finished Tony had said:
