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She tried to pull her dress away。 No； it was caught too firmly。 She called for help to her mother or Amanda； to come and open the trunk。 But her door was shut。
Nobody near enough to hear！ She tried to pull the trunk toward the door； to open it and make herself heard； but it was so heavy that； in her constrained position； she could not stir it。 In her agony； she would have been willing to have torn her dress； but it was her travelling…dress； and too stout to tear。 She might cut it carefully。 Alas； she had packed her scissors； and her knife she had lent to the little boys the day before！ She called again。 What silence there was in the house！ Her voice seemed to echo through the room。 At length； as she listened； she heard the sound of wheels。
Was it the carriage； rolling away from the side door？ Did she hear the front door shut？ She remembered then that Amanda was to 〃have the day。〃 But she； Elizabeth Eliza； was to have spoken to Amanda； to explain to her to wait for the expressman。 She was to have told her as she went downstairs。 But she had not been able to go downstairs！ And Amanda must have supposed that all the family had left； and she； too； must have gone； knowing of the expressman。 Yes； she heard the wheels！ She heard the front door shut！
But could they have gone without her？ Then she recalled that she had proposed walking on a little way with Solomon John and her father； to be picked up by Mrs。 Peterkin； if she should have finished her packing in time。 Her mother must have supposed that she had done so；…that she had spoken to Amanda； and started with the rest。 Well； she would soon discover her mistake。 She would overtake the walking party； and； not finding Elizabeth Eliza； would return for her。 Patience only was needed。 She had looked around for something to read； but she had packed up all her books。 She had packed her knitting。 How quiet and still it was！ She tried to imagine where her mother would meet the rest of the family。 They were good walkers； and they might have reached the two…mile bridge。 But suppose they should stop for water beneath the arch of the bridge； as they often did； and the carryall pass over it without seeing them； her mother would not know but she was with them？ And suppose her mother should decide to leave the horse at the place proposed for stopping and waiting for the first pedestrian party； and herself walk on； no one would be left to tell the rest； when they should come up to the carryall。 They might go on so； through the whole journey； without meeting； and she might not be missed till they should reach her grandfather's！
Horrible thought！ She would be left here alone all day。 The expressman would come； but the expressman would go； for he would not be able to get into the house！
She thought of the terrible story of Ginevra； of the bride who was shut up in her trunk； and forever！ She was shut up on hers； and knew not when she should be released！ She had acted once in the ballad of the 〃Mistletoe Bough。〃 She had been one of the 〃guests；〃 who had sung 〃Oh； the Mistletoe Bough；〃 and had looked up at it； and she had seen at the side…scenes how the bride had laughingly stepped into the trunk。 But the trunk then was only a make…believe of some boards in front of a sofa； and this was a stern reality。
It would be late now before her family would reach her grandfather's。 Perhaps they would decide to spend the night。 Perhaps they would fancy she was coming by express。 She gave another tremendous effort to move the trunk toward the door。
In vain。 All was still。
Meanwhile； Mrs。 Peterkin sat some time at the door； wondering why Elizabeth Eliza did not come down。 Mr。 Peterkin had started on with Solomon John and all the little boys。 Agamemnon had packed the things into the carriage；…a basket of lunch； a change of shoes for Mr。 Peterkin； some extra wraps；…everything Mrs。
Peterkin could think of； for the family comfort。 Still Elizabeth Eliza did not come。 〃I think she must have walked on with your father；〃 she said； at last； 〃you had better get in。〃 Agamemnon now got in。 〃I should think she would have mentioned it；〃 she continued； 〃but we may as well start on； and pick her up！〃
They started off。 〃I hope Elizabeth Eliza thought to speak to Amanda； but we must ask her when we come up with her。〃
But they did not come up with Elizabeth Eliza。 At the turn beyond the village； they found an envelope struck up in an inviting manner against a tree。 In this way； they had agreed to leave missives for each other as they passed on。 This note informed them that the walking party was going to take the short cut across the meadows； and would still be in front of them。 They saw the party at last； just beyond the short cut； but Mr。 Peterkin was explaining the character of the oak…tree to his children as they stood around a large specimen。
〃I suppose he is telling them that it is some kind of a 'Quercus；'〃 said Agamemnon； thoughtfully。
Mrs。 Peterkin thought Mr。 Peterkin would scarcely use such an expression； but she could see nothing of Elizabeth Eliza。 Some of the party； however； were behind the tree； some were in front； and Elizabeth Eliza might be behind the tree。 They were too far off to be shouted at。 Mrs。 Peterkin was calmed； and went on to the stopping…lace agreed upon； which they reached before long。 This had been appointed near Farmer Gordon's barn； that there might be somebody at hand whom they knew； in case there should be any difficulty in untying the horse。 The plan had been that Mrs。 Peterkin should always sit in the carriage； while the others should take turns for walking； and Agamemnon tied the horse to a fence； and left her comfortably arranged with her knitting。 Indeed； she had risen so early to prepare for the alphabetical breakfast； and had since been so tired with preparations； that she was quite sleepy； and would not object to a nape in the shade； by the soothing sound of the buzzing of the flies。 But she called Agamemnon back； as he started off for his solitary walk； with a perplexing question：
〃Suppose the rest all should arrive； how could they now be accommodated in the carryall？ It would be too much for the horse！ Why had Elizabeth Eliza gone with the rest without counting up？ Of course； they must have expected that she…Mrs。
Peterkin…would walk on to the next stopping…place！〃
She decided there was no way but for her to walk on。 When the rest passed her； they might make a change。 So she put up knitting cheerfully。 It was a little joggly in the carriage； she had already found； for the horse was restless from the flies； and she did not like being left alone。
She walked on then with Agamemnon。 It was very pleasant at first； but the sun became hot； and it was not long before she was fatigued。 When they reached a hay…field； she proposed going in to rest upon one of the hay…cocks。 The largest and most shady was at the other end of the field； and they were seated there when the carryall passed them in the road。 Mrs。 Peterkin waved parasol and hat； and the party in the carryall returned their greetings； but they were too far apart to hear each other。
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