"Did they set the prisoners free?"
"Sure enuf, honey, more'n twenty ob dem, an' I'se tellin' you dat dem white men was mighty glad fo' to get clear so easy like."
"Come on, Amos," Jerry said impatiently. "You can do no good talkin' with the old darkey, for he doesn't know anything concerning our business."
I recognized that fact fully, and yet I lingered to ask one more question, never fancying of how much importance the answer might be to us.
"Where do the British keep their prisoners? Surely they must have brought in some since the battle, and these barracks would have been a prime place for anything of the kind."
"Dey is pilin' de 'Mericans inter dat stone house back ob whar de arsenal uster was 'fore it got set on fire las' night."
"Where is that, uncle?" Jerry cried excitedly, and the old darkey replied as he pointed out the direction:
"Ober yander, sah, des whar you'se kin see de red roof."
Now it was that I understood what was in Jerry's mind, and only with difficulty could I restrain myself from running forward at full speed.
If Darius had been captured, then it was in the "stone house" he must be confined, and I believed our search would be at an end if we could look into every portion of that building.