“Yes, that is all.”
It was in furtherance of this that directly after dinner Frank summoned Sam and told him that they were to start in about an hour.
“So the guv’nor’s been telling me, sir; but he says we’re to leave nearly everything behind.”
“Yes, Sam; it will be safe enough here.”
“Well, it caps me, sir, that it do! Mr Landon took pretty well everything away that I thought we wanted, and now he says that we’re to leave the miserable little lot he chose himself.”
“Yes,” said Frank quietly.
“The only thing we’re taking plenty of, it seems to me, is physic.”
“But you’ve packed the shaving tackle, Sam?” said Frank hastily.
“Oh, yes; that goes in my pockets, sir; but one can’t live on a wash and brush-up, and one wants something else on a journey besides soap. Seems to me, sir, that the doctor thinks a little physic’s the best thing to have with us, because it spoils the appetite and keeps people from wanting to eat. He’s taken plenty of care of the people out yonder, but I should have liked to see him provide a little more for us.”
“Don’t be alarmed. I daresay we shall find plenty.”