I safest whar dey ain' lookin' fer me. Tell her ter put no light
sho! Mebbe she hafter hep me git Marse Scoville off, ef he took en
ef he woun'ed she de one ter 'tect en keer fer 'im. Dat ar Perkins
kill 'im sho, ef he git de charnce. Now ef you years me toot twice
lak a squinch-owl, you knows dat you got ter go en tell Miss Lou dat
I need her hep en dat I gwine ter creep 'long de pazzer roof ter her
winder. Ef I doan toot you keeps quiet till you sees me agin," and
he disappeared.
"Who'd a thunk dat ar boy had sech a haid!" ejaculated Aun' Jinkey,
lighting her pipe. Deep as would now be her solicitude and great as
her fears, her grandson's appearance and words had dispelled the
spook-phase of her tribulations.
Chunk could run on all fours as easily as in an upright position,
and he made his way rapidly through the darkness. His first aim was
to get his eye on Perkins and Mad Whately, from whom he felt that he
and Scoville had the most to fear. He was now armed with a knife and
short club, as well as a revolver, and was determined to use them
rather than be captured.
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