“And never come back?” cried Dick.
“Mebbe so some time.”
“Oh, you never will! If you go away, Joe, I’ll never see you again!”
“Not gone yit.”
“But you said you might.”
“Wait. Trouble him come soon if not hurry um. Joe him go with you to place where school be. Him want to see um place.”
“But if I do not wish to stay there, Joe—what if it makes me sick and I want to get away?”
“Then mebbe we do somethin’.”
“You will help me run away, Joe?” panted the lad.