"Where do you wish to go?"
"To the town of Volney. If you are any acquainted there you may know Marion Calvert. He is my cousin. My name is Atwin, and I live in Frankfort."
"You know Marion Calvert? I am going to see him!"
"You don't say so! Perhaps you are a relation of his?"
"No, sir. I am going to see him on business. Every moment is precious to me, too, for I must get back before morning."
"I am sorry to have bothered you, but it was a case of necessity. You are going to let me ride?"
Little Snap was never so puzzled in his life. While not wishing to refuse the man, he still knew it would jeopardize his chances of getting back to Six Roads in season.
While he hesitated a moment, the stranger moved nearer Jack, and gathering himself to spring into the seat, said:
"I shall never—whoa! Stand still, you brute!"
Jack had begun to step backward, and flinging up his head, broke the man's hold from the bridle.