We'll get them in the open, and wipe them out.
Don't look round. Keep steady, and we'll ride a little more quickly
soon."
A little later they cantered to the front door of the Salem homestead.
The first face they saw there was that of Darius Boland. It had a look
of trouble. Dyck explained. "We thought you might not have heard of the
rise of the Maroons. We have no ladies at Enniskillen. We prepared, and
we're safe enough there, as things are. Your ladies must go at once to
Spanish Town, unless--"
"Unless they stay here! Well, they would not be unwise, for though the
slaves under the old management might have joined the Maroons, they will
not do so now. We have got them that far. But, Mr. Calhoun, the ladies
aren't here. They rode away into the hills this morning, and they've not
come back.
"I was just sending a search party for them. I did not know of the rise
of the Maroons."
"In what direction did they go?" asked Dyck with anxiety, though his
tone was even.
Darius Boland pointed. "They went slightly northwest, and if they go as
I think they meant to do, they would come back the way you came in.
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