Mrs.Delano had requested the household servants not to mention having seen a small young lady there, and they had nothing to communicate.
He resolved to start for New Orleans as soon as possible.

After a fortnight's absence he returned, bringing grieved and sympathizing letters from the Signor and Madame; and on the minds of all, except Tulee, the conviction settled that Floracita was drowned.

Hope lingered long in her mind.

"Wherever the little pet may be, she'll surely contrive to let us know," thought she.

"She ain't like the poor slaves when _they_'re carried off.