"Can Jasper trust little Eli?" he asked.
"Yes, Eli, what do you want me to do?"
"Will 'ee tell little Eli what the purty maid tould 'ee—'bout 'erzelf?" he added.
So I told him all that I cared to tell him—everything I knew, in fact, save the story of our love.
He sat very still for some time, save that he contorted his face more than usual, and rolled his cross eyes around like one demented.
"And what be yer plans, Maaster Jasper?"
"We must get horses, Eli," I said; "from where I do not know yet, but we must get them by to-night. One must have a lady's saddle—for her."
"Is Maaster Jasper going to git 'em?"
"Yes. I shall have plenty of time through the day, and nothing can be done while we are away."