across the village lanes, for no one was left to carry them, or, if they were left, they were hiding in darkened homes.
Zenas drew rein at the Four Corners—where the Broad Lane was crossed by the Market Road—and looked about him dubiously. "I know not," he answered, then. "An I could only find out where Captain Littell be!"
"But, Zenas, he doth live i' Springfield—what would he here i' Newark?" remonstrated Sally.
"I know he lives i' Springfield; but Mistress Harrison assured me the 'Blues' did ha' their headquarters here i' Newark." Zenas straightened his shoulders. "Let us go to the Rising Sun Tavern and see!"
"Mistress Banks said they were not living there now—that they had removed to another house," objected Sally.
Zenas made an impatient sound, to be described only as a snort. "What ails ye, Sally?" he demanded irritably. "Such a wet blanket I ne'er saw!"
Sally sighed. "I must be tired," she said. "I wish this errand were well accomplished and we able to sleep somewhere!"
"Never fear," replied Zenas confidently, turning his horse toward the tavern he had mentioned, "we shall be successful. Once we deliver these bullets to Captain Littell, he will find us quarters!"
