“No, no, no. I could not even come to you, and if they found me here they would kill me.”
“Well, why did you come?”
“To help you, if possible.”
“What can you do?”
“I can take your donkey and cart, and drive away to your home—I know where it is—and get assistance.”
“But they are going to take us away in a ship.”
“Well, you are safe, so far, only don’t say I came.”
“Oh no!” said Leonard. “We are so thankful. Take poor Don, and hurry away. He will be safe with you.”
“Yes, and I’ll be so good to him.”
“Good-night.”