“‘Twon’t help me none to git me cotched.”
“Oh, I know it! Wait! Meet me somewhere near here to-morrow morning—will you? I’ll bring some money with me. I’ll help you.”
“Say! ain’t you foolin’?” demanded the other, seemingly startled by the fact that Ruth wished to help her.
“No. I speak the truth. I will help you.”
“Then I’ll meet you—but you won’t tell nobody?”
“Not a soul?”
“Cross yer heart?”
“I don’t do such foolish things,” said Ruth. “If I say I’ll do a thing, I will do it.”
“All right. What time’ll I see you?”
“Ten o’clock.”