Pulp Fiction, 1868 · page 50 of 116
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52 THE SAGAMORE OF SACO. There were adjurations and remonstrances innumerable. The vessel waited; Sir Richard implored ; it was in vain. “T will not go—stand off!” he at length cried, pushing the people aside right and left, and making his way with long strides to the Vines mansion. Mistress Vines, in a burst of maternal tenderness, threw her arms about his neck. “Oh, my son! my beautiful boy! whereis Hope? Where is Hope?” she cried. The young man lifted her arms from his neck, and looked fiercely round. “Have you hidden her away from me? Tell me truly. Let no one dare deceive me.” At this moment his sister Nancy appeared, and going up to him, said : “T’m ashamed of you, John Bonyton, I am.” The youth glanced at her. It was evident he was nearly beside himself. He seized her by the arm, and shook her long, thin hands. “T have heard your talk. I have hecied you tell of the ‘witch test,’ on the shoulder of Hope. Go to; if a hair of her head is injured, woe to you and such as you !” And he pushed her from the door. In the mean time the vessel departed; the alarm for Hope spread ; the whole village was in arms, and people went here and there in wild conjectures. Whatever might have been the feelings of Mistress Bonyton, it was observed that she did not leave her high-backed, flag-bottomed chair, but, with a handkerchief thrown over her head, leaned back, and ever and anon she was heard to crone, in a quavering voice and dismal] tone : ** My heart is like a wilderness ; There the wild raven finds her nest, And there the screeching owl.” The door opened, and Dr. Mather and Mr. Partridge ea- cered, and seated themselves beside her. Gradually the room filled with the people of the settlement, who regarded Mis- tress Bonyton as at the head of the movement against Hope Vines. While all conversed in a suppreseed tone, Dr. Mather comichookszecom