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meet a person, near White Plains for that purpose, and that it was 

 necessary for them to go forward as expeditiously as possible. 



Upon this statement Captain Boyd seemed more anxious than ever ; 

 magnified the perils to which they would be exposed by traveling in the 

 night, and recommended anew that they should turn back to one An- 

 dreas Miller's, who lived but a little way off, and at whose house they 

 might lodge. Smith's courage was somewhat damped by these repre- 

 sentations, and he went and told the tale to Andre, counselled with him 

 as to the steps they ought to take. It is possible, also, that he had fears 

 of exciting suspicion, if he hesitated in resisting the Captain's zeal ex- 

 pressed so earnestly in their behalf. Andre, as it may well be imagined, 

 not being very easy in his present situation, was for going on at all 

 events. When Smith found his fears unheeded and his eloquence un- 

 availing, he called in the aid of Captain Boyd, and inquired of him 

 which was the safest road to White Plains. Boyd considered both roads 

 perilous, but believed the one through North Castle the least so ; for the 

 lower party, or cow-boys, infested the Tarrytown road, and had lately 

 done mischief in that quarter. He used various arguments to dissuade 

 them from going farther that night, to which Smith listened with open 

 ears ; and he resolved, against the will of Andre, to trespass on the hos- 

 pitality of Andreas Miller. 



They met with a welcome reception ; but coming at a late hour to an 

 humble dwelling, their accommodations were narrow and the two trav- 

 elers were obliged to sleep in the same bed. 



According to Smith's account, it was a weary and restless night to 

 his companion. The burden on his thoughts was not of a kind to lull 

 them to repose; and the place of his retreat so near the watchful Cap- 

 tain Boyd and his guard, was hardly such as would impress upon him a 

 conviction of perfect security. 



At the first dawn of light he roused himself from his troubled slumber, 

 wakened the servant, and ordered the horses to be prepared for an early 

 departure. 



Having solicited their host in vain to receive a compensation for the 

 civilities he had rendered, they mounted and took the road leading to 

 Pine's Bridge,* which crosses the Croton River on the way to North 

 Castle. The countenance of Andre brightened, when he was fairly be- 

 yond the reach of the patrolling party; and, as he thought, he left behind 

 him the principal difficulties in his route. His cheerfulness revived, and 

 he conversed, in the most animated and agreeable strain, upon a great 



a Spark's Life of Arnold, 214, 215, 216, 217. 



