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Mrs.
Thatcher
turned
pale
,
and
sank
into
a
pew
,
just
as
Aunt
Polly
,
talking
briskly
with
a
friend
,
passed
by
.
Aunt
Polly
said
:
"
Good-morning
,
Mrs.
Thatcher
.
Good-morning
,
Mrs.
Harper
.
I
've
got
a
boy
that
's
turned
up
missing
.
I
reckon
my
Tom
stayed
at
your
house
last
night
--
one
of
you
.
And
now
he
's
afraid
to
come
to
church
.
I
've
got
to
settle
with
him
.
"
Mrs.
Thatcher
shook
her
head
feebly
and
turned
paler
than
ever
.
"
He
did
n't
stay
with
us
,
"
said
Mrs.
Harper
,
beginning
to
look
uneasy
.
A
marked
anxiety
came
into
Aunt
Polly
's
face
.
"
Joe
Harper
,
have
you
seen
my
Tom
this
morning
?
"
"
No
'm
.
"
"
When
did
you
see
him
last
?
"
Joe
tried
to
remember
,
but
was
not
sure
he
could
say
.
The
people
had
stopped
moving
out
of
church
.
Whispers
passed
along
,
and
a
boding
uneasiness
took
possession
of
every
countenance
.
Children
were
anxiously
questioned
,
and
young
teachers
.
They
all
said
they
had
not
noticed
whether
Tom
and
Becky
were
on
board
the
ferryboat
on
the
homeward
trip
;
it
was
dark
;
no
one
thought
of
inquiring
if
any
one
was
missing
.
One
young
man
finally
blurted
out
his
fear
that
they
were
still
in
the
cave
!
Mrs.
Thatcher
swooned
away
.
Aunt
Polly
fell
to
crying
and
wringing
her
hands
.
The
alarm
swept
from
lip
to
lip
,
from
group
to
group
,
from
street
to
street
,
and
within
five
minutes
the
bells
were
wildly
clanging
and
the
whole
town
was
up
!
The
Cardiff
Hill
episode
sank
into
instant
insignificance
,
the
burglars
were
forgotten
,
horses
were
saddled
,
skiffs
were
manned
,
the
ferryboat
ordered
out
,
and
before
the
horror
was
half
an
hour
old
,
two
hundred
men
were
pouring
down
highroad
and
river
toward
the
cave
.
All
the
long
afternoon
the
village
seemed
empty
and
dead
.
Many
women
visited
Aunt
Polly
and
Mrs.
Thatcher
and
tried
to
comfort
them
.
They
cried
with
them
,
too
,
and
that
was
still
better
than
words
.
All
the
tedious
night
the
town
waited
for
news
;
but
when
the
morning
dawned
at
last
,
all
the
word
that
came
was
,
"
Send
more
candles
--
and
send
food
.
"
Mrs.
Thatcher
was
almost
crazed
;
and
Aunt
Polly
,
also
.
Judge
Thatcher
sent
messages
of
hope
and
encouragement
from
the
cave
,
but
they
conveyed
no
real
cheer
.
