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"Major Warfield, if it is all on Miss Black's account that you are

raving and raging so, I think it is quite vain of you! for any young

woman caught out in a storm would know enough to get into shelter;

especially would Miss Black, who is a young lady of great courage and

presence of mind, as we know. She has surely gone into some house, to

remain until the storm is over," said Mrs. Condiment, soothingly.

This speech, so well intended, exasperated Old Hurricane more than all

the rest; stopping and striking his cane upon the floor, he roared

forth: "Hang it, mum! hold your foolish old tongue! You know nothing about it!

Capitola is exposed to more serious dangers than the elements! Perils

of all sorts surround her! She should never, rain or shine, go out

alone! Oh, the little villain! the little wretch! the little demon! if

ever I get her safe in this house again, won't I lock her up and keep

her on bread and water until she learns to behave herself!"

Here again a blinding flash of lightning, a deafening peal of thunder,

a terrific blast of wind and flood of rain suddenly arrested his

speech.

"Oh, my Cap! my dear Cap! I needn't threaten you! I shall never have

the chance to be cruel to you again--never! You'll perish in this

terrible storm and then--and then my tough old heart will break! It

will--it will, Cap! But demmy, before it does, I'll break the necks of

every man and woman, in this house, old and young! Hear it, heaven and

earth, for I'll do it!"

All things must have an end. So, as the hours passed on, the storm

having spent all its fury, gradually grumbled itself into silence.

Old Hurricane also raged himself into a state of exhaustion so complete

that when the midnight hour struck he could only drop into a chair and

murmur: "Twelve o'clock and no news of her yet!"

And then unwillingly he went to bed, attended by Mrs. Condiment and

Pitapat instead of Wool, who was supposed to be out in search of

Capitola, but who was, in fact, fast asleep on the floor of a dry

cellar.

Meanwhile, where did this midnight hour find Capitola?