CHAPTER XII
A NEW MESSAGE
"My father has gone to see General Clinton," said young Nott. "I told him we never should have left mother and Hannah there alone, but he said 'he guessed they could take care of themselves. He was n't afraid for them.’"
"But he is now?"
"Afraid? Why, man, he trembled like a leaf when I told him your story. He acts like a crazy man. I'm afraid the general 'll think he ought to shut him up in the guard-house. Something will be done now, though. I don't mind telling you that it was mighty good of you to bring us this word."
"Hannah did more for me than that," replied Robert quickly. "I have n't got the taste of those ashes out of my mouth yet."
"They taste better than Claud Brown's bullets or his hemp," laughed Joseph.
"That they do."
"I may see you before you leave the fort, or if I don't this time I will some other," said Joseph. "But now I must say good-by and go
