It broke
nothing, and as for Hannah saying it nearly killed her, this is
not true. It went into her mattress and wakened her, but nothing
more.
Carter wakened up and yelled, but I went out into the hall
and said:
"I have taken my Revolver, which belongs to me anyhow. And
don't dare to come out, because you are not dressed."
I then went into my chamber and closed the door firmly,
because the servants were coming down screaming and Hannah was
yelling that she was shot. I explained through the door that
nothing was wrong, and that I would give them a dollar each to
go back to bed and not alarm my dear parents. Which they
promised.
It was then midnight, and soon after my Familey returned
and went to bed. I then went downstairs and put on a dark coat
because of not wishing to be seen, and a cap of father's,
wishing to apear as masculine as possable, and went outside,
carrying my weapon, and being careful not to shoot it, as the
spring seemed very loose. I felt lonely, but not terrafied, as
I would have been had I not known the Theif personaly and felt
that he was not of a violent tipe.
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