According to custom, the boys took turns in going out to breakfast.
"Clip, you and Sam can go out together," said Bob. "I will take my turn afterwards."
"I ain't in no hurry, Massa Bob," said Clip. "You an' Sam go first, and I'll go afterwards."
Bob thought this a little strange, but did not object.
When Clip was left alone he went at once to see his charge.
"Hope you pass de night good," said Clip, politely.
"I'm awfully cramped up," groaned the other. "But you're a trump, Clip. You stood by me like a Trojan."
"Thank you, massa. I'm afraid Massa Bob'll find you out. How long you goin' to stay?"
"Till I get a few miles from this town. Then he may find me and welcome."
Clip felt that it would be a great relief to him when there was no further need of concealment.