The boy then led the way into a smaller room, where he brought out a suit of clothes somewhat small for Dick, but neat and clean.
"You had best keep them," said Dick, as he removed his soaking garments, "and if you will come to the camp to-morrow, you can have your own again."
He rapidly exchanged the wet for the dry clothes, Tom giving him a ruffled shirt, saying:
"That is a gentleman's shirt, but I suppose you do not mind, on a pinch?"
"No," with a laugh, "I do not, but I hear some one coming."
"Yes, but he does not know of this place, and if you are quiet he will not hear you. There is another way out which I will show you."
Dick finished his dressing as he heard Fletch say:
"Some one helped the rebel, and I'd like to catch him! Where is that boy Tom?"
"He is not here."
"Well, I can see that!" savagely. "Where is he?"