Madge Morton's Secret Part 14
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"Good-bye, Madge, dear!" sighed Eleanor mournfully.
"Say 'au revoir,' but not 'good-bye,' sweet Coz," sang Madge lightly.
She was strapping her school satchel across her back like a knapsack.
The girls were attired in their shortest, darkest gowns, and ready for the road.
Miss Jenny Ann hovered near, her face very white and her eyes swollen.
"I feel I am very wrong in letting you girls attempt it alone," she protested. "To think that I should have been overtaken with an attack of influenza just as we were about to cross the island is too awful!
Don't you think you had better wait until I am well enough to go with you?"
Madge shook her bronze head firmly; Phil's black head followed suit.
"My dear Miss Jenny Ann," protested Madge, "the men Phil saw may have come onto this island simply to stay only a day or so. Unless we go in search of them at once, they may escape us altogether."
"Don't let anybody worry about us," Phil urged. "Madge and I will be as right as right can be. Suppose we find the island so large that we can not get to the other side and back in one day, what's the difference?
We will hang our hammock in a tree and sleep like the birds of the air."
With a solemn face, that she tried to make smiling, Eleanor extracted a pale blue ribbon from her pocket and tied it around Madge's arm.
Lillian, with set lips, performed the same service for Phil, except that her ribbon was red.
When the two girls had finished their tasks Madge and Phil dropped to their knees and kissed the hands of their ladies.
"Behold, Miss Jenny Ann, two true knights!" laughed Madge. "Phil and I are going out in search of a.s.sistance for our ladies, who are held prisoners by the waves on the sh.o.r.es of a desert island. Don't you mind; we are going to have a perfectly lovely time."
Madge and Phil were enchanted over the prospect of their adventure.
They had had a long talk with Miss Jenny Ann about the two men whom Phil had seen in the woods. The houseboat party had reached a united decision. The men must be found. They must be asked to help the girls and their chaperon to find their way home again; or, at least, to tell them how they could manage to communicate with their friends.
Madge, Phil and Miss Jenny Ann decided to make the trip together.
Miss Jenny Ann felt as though she would have liked to be twins. One of her could then have stayed at home with Lillian and Eleanor, to help them guard their little home; the other could have gone forth on the expedition through the woods with the two more venturesome girls.
The five young women presumed that the men whom Phil had seen must have come ash.o.r.e within a short time, or else that they lived on the other side of the island. It was possible that there might be a small settlement of people somewhere near the farther sh.o.r.e. In any case the houseboat crew must find out. They must try to get away from their island before winter came.
Madge and Phyllis had a glorious morning in the woods, one that neither of them would ever forget.
[Ill.u.s.tration: Madge and Phil Set Forth on Their Expedition.]
The girls set out to travel directly south, guided by Phil's small compa.s.s. They turned aside only when the underbrush was too thick to allow them to pa.s.s through it. Madge had stuck her soft felt hat in her pocket. She had crowned herself with a wreath of red-brown leaves and sprays of goldenrod. She looked like a figure from the canvas of a great artist.
Phil, who was darker than Madge, might easily have pa.s.sed for a gypsy.
She was deeply tanned by her outdoor life, and her lips were stained with the nuts and berries that she had eaten in their journey through the woods.
Madge had not spoken of the scene with Flora Harris in Mrs. Curtis's dining room since she had landed on the island. Phyllis sometimes wondered if the cruel impression had faded from her friend's mind, but she never mentioned the subject to Madge.
That morning, after the two friends had chatted of many things, all at once Madge grew strangely silent.
"Phil!" she queried abruptly, "do you remember what Flora Harris said to me the night before our s.h.i.+pwreck?"
"Why, of course," answered Phil in surprise, "I could not forget. But I hope you have not been letting your mind dwell on such foolishness."
"I have never stopped thinking of it a minute, day or night," returned Madge quietly. "I don't mean that I have just thought about the insult to my father. Flora Harris told me that after my father was dismissed from the Navy in disgrace he went somewhere. She did not speak as though he had died. Do you know, Phil"--Madge spoke in low, hushed tones, though there was no one in the woods to hear her--"I have always thought of my father as dead. I know that Aunt Sue has always led me, perhaps unconsciously, to think so. But now I can not recall that she has ever really told me that he was dead. Phil, dear, do you think it possible that my father is alive?"
Phil was silent. What could she say? If she should agree, saying that Madge's father might be alive, it was to confess that Captain Morton had really suffered disgrace. Else why would he have disappeared and deserted his baby daughter?
"I don't know," was all she managed to falter.
Madge walked on quietly, with her proud little head held high. "If my father is alive, Phil, I don't care where he is, I shall find him, even if I have to look the wide world over. I know that he is innocent, but I can't tell you how I came by the knowledge. It is my secret."
Phil reached for her friend's hand, giving it a warm, firm pressure, then they walked on in silence.
All morning they had been tramping through woodlands. At noon they came to the edge of one wood. A clearing stretched ahead of them.
On the edge of this clearing they sat down to their luncheon. While the two chums were eating they heard the strangest and most peculiar noise either of them had ever listened to in their lives. It was the tramping and rus.h.i.+ng of many feet, like a charge of cavalry. Once or twice before, since they had taken up their abode on the island, the girls had caught a faint, far-off echo of just such a sound. To-day it sounded much nearer.
"What was that?" demanded Phil quickly, raising her hand.
"It sounds like a cavalry charge," returned Madge, trying to smile, though feeling vaguely alarmed.
The noise swept nearer, like the rush of the wind. Then it stopped as abruptly as it had begun.
Neither girl offered to stir from under the tree where they had halted in order to go on with their pilgrimage. The mystery of the noise that they had just heard made their adventure seem far more perilous. What on earth was it? What did it mean?
The atmosphere was clear. The travelers guessed they must have come to about the center of the island. It was a broad, open plateau, covered with gra.s.ses and wild flowers. Neither of the girls thought of how curious it was to find the gra.s.s cropped as close to its roots as though it had been cut down by a mowing machine.
Phil was walking slowly ahead. There was an opening through a double avenue of trees, and Phil wanted to find out whether they could get through the woods by this cut. For the moment Madge's back was turned to Phil. She was reaching up for a particularly splendid bunch of Virginia creeper that clung to a branch over her head.
Like a roll of thunder from a clear sky, or the rumble of heavy artillery, came the noise that they had heard before. It was indeed the rus.h.i.+ng of many feet and it was coming nearer.
Phil ran toward a low-branched tree. "Climb the tree, Madge!" she cried.
But Madge only stared intently ahead of her.
Some distance ahead a single dark object made its appearance. It walked on four feet, had a thick, s.h.a.ggy mane, and its long black tail swept the ground in a proud arch. Its coat was rough----
Madge clapped her hands. To Phil's horror her chum started to run forward, instead of taking refuge in a tree.
"It's only a strange-looking horse!" she cried in relief. Madge had never in her life seen a horse of which she felt afraid.
At almost the same instant, back of the single horse, which was plainly the leader of a drove, appeared another, then a dozen, twenty or thirty more horses. The entire drove was galloping recklessly ahead. It was the noise of their charge that had indeed sounded like a rush of cavalry.
The leader of the horses caught sight of Madge. What must it have thought? A human being had appeared out of nowhere in the midst of its haunts. The wild horse stopped short for an instant, then gave a long neigh to its companions. The other horses ceased their charge; they, too, sniffed the air with the same att.i.tude of surprise and hesitation.
Some of them pawed the ground in front of them.
Phil, from her position in the tree, could see everything that happened. She thought she was experiencing a nightmare, or else that she had beheld an apparition which had come out of the pages of her ancient mythology.
To Phil's amazement, Madge stood still during the brief instant when the horses hesitated. It was then she might have saved herself, but she lingered for an instant, then turned to run.
The leader of the drove of horses had made up his mind that he had nothing to fear from the wood-nymph that had tried to block his path.
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