"Don't you worry about Dan Lannon! He won't bother himself to look for anybody unless he has received his mileage in advance. I didn't ask him to look for Sube, anyway; I simply told him to send the boy home if he happened to see him."
When Sube woke up the bright sunlight was streaming in the window. He was inclined to believe that the whole affair had been a nightmare. But a lump on his knee and a ragged rent in his trousers seemed to indicate that parts of it, at least, were real. It was soon apparent that Cathead knew nothing of his brother's criminal offense, for immediately on waking up he asked:
"Where were you so late last night?"
"Nowheres much. Just round here everyplace."
"Who was with you?"
"Giz."
"Jus' the two of you?"
"Yes, the two of us! Say, what you think this is? A game of truth?"
"You better go to bed earlier," replied Cathead, "if it makes you so dern' cross to stay up late."
"Boys!" called their mother from the foot of the stairs. "Breakfast is ready! Come right down!"