Chapter 71

Caldwell motioned to Sergeant White to have his men dismount for the time being. With the grooms still obediently holding the horses’ bridles, everyone swung to the ground and began stretching their limbs. As he did likewise, Caldwell took in more of his surroundings. Movement could be detected in the far-off fields, no doubt the activity of slave hands at work tending or harvesting crops. The vanes of the mill continued to turn with the winds grinding out sugar, flour or whatever product the harvested crops provided. He looked up at the towering façade of the huge house. Between the columns of the portico and elsewhere, including the gables protruding from the roof were a collection of multi-paned windows looking out over the expansive lands.

Which one? Caldwell found himself thinking, as his heart seemed to beat even faster – almost fluttering. Is it even any of the ones I see? Is she even here?

After a short space of time, the servant reappeared on the veranda.

“You may come with m
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