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“So, then,” said Eliza, imitating the motion,- “and I must stamp, and take long steps, and try to look saucy.” “Don’t exert yourself,” said George. “There is, now and then, a modest young man; and I think it would be easier for you to act that character.” “And these gloves! mercy upon us!” said Eliza, “why, my hands are lost in them.” “I advise you to keep them on pretty strictly,” said George. “Your little slen- der paw might bring us all out. Now, Mrs. Smyth, you are to go under our charge, and be our aunty,- you mind.” “I’ve heard,” said Mrs. Smyth, “that there have been men down, warning all the packet captains against a man and woman, with a little boy.” “They have!” said George. “Well, if we see any such people, we can tell them.” A hack now drove to the door, and the friendly family who had received the fugitives crowded around them with farewell greetings. The disguises the party had assumed were in accordance with the hints of Tom Loker. Mrs. Smyth, a respectable woman from the settlement in Canada, whither they were fleeing, being fortunately about crossing the lake to return thither, had consented to appear as the aunt of little Harry; and, in order to attach him to her, he had been allowed to remain the two last days, under her sole charge; and an extra amount of petting, joined to an indefinite amount of seed- |