At this Bart was overjoyed.
“You wantum shoot?” asked the Indian.
“No,” said Bart, with a feeling of intense regret, “only to fish.”
“Berry well, fishum; all same. Me show all aboutum. When you go?”
Bart said that he wanted to set out that very day, if he could.
“Me all ready,” said Sam. “Go now, or to-morrow; all same.”
Upon this Bart said that they would go back to get their things, and return by noon, when they might all set out together.
They now went back and gathered together the things that they considered necessary. The Indian went over with them. After further conversation with Sam, Bart thought that it would be better to drive for about twenty miles, and then take to the woods. That would save them a long and useless tramp, and bring them at once to the very scene of action.