She knew her duty well, for her father had often told her what to do.

No tears! no hysterics! She took Sam's hand without a word, and placing her fairy foot upon his boot, vaulted up into the saddle before him, crying,--"Eleanor, Eleanor!" Eleanor, the cook, came running out.

"Fly!" said Alice.

"Get away into the bush.

The gang are coming; close by." She, an old Vandemonian, needed no second warning, and as the two young people rode away, they saw her clearing the paddock rapidly, and making for a dense clump of wattles, which grew just beyond the fence.
"Whither now, Sam ?" said Alice, the moment they were started.
"I should feel safer across the river," he replied; "that little wooded knoll would be a fine hiding-place, and they will come down this side of the river from Mayford's." "From Mayford's! why, have they been there ?" "They have, indeed.