“Not him. He hain’t the kind of man that takes notice of kids, and he won’t be expectin’ anybody he ever see ’way out here. No, he won’t know us for a cent.”
“All right,” says I. “If you kin take a chance, why, so kin I.”
And just then Kinderhook came a-driving around a bend in the road. He drove right up to the bridge and stopped and scowled. “What’s this?” says he, sharplike. “Bridge,” says Catty, like he didn’t have much sense.
“I see it’s a bridge. What’s it blocked off for?”
“You kin read what the sign says if you want to,” says Catty. “It was put there for folks to read. Don’t cost nothin’ extry, neither. No, sir, you can read that there sign without spendin’ a cent.”
“Knock that barrier down. I’m going across,” says Kinderhook.
“You hain’t,” says Catty.
“Who’ll stop me, I’d like to know? That bridge looks safe, and I’m in a hurry. Knock down those boards.”
“Can’t be did,” says Catty.
“I’ll get out and knock them down myself.”