“Land's sake! How cur'us!” “Of course; you won't pay any attention to what he says. He may take it into his head to run away. If he does, you must get him back.”
“You can trust me to do that!” said Mrs. Barton, with emphasis. “I ain't goin' to let no five-dollar boarder slip through my fingers!”
“That's well! Now I must be going. You will hear from me from time to time.”
He passed through the front door into the yard.
“Good-by!” he said.
Herbert was about to follow him, but he waived him back.
“You are not to come with me, Sam,” he said. “I shall leave you for a few weeks with this good lady.”
Herbert stared at him in dismay. This was something he had never dreamed of.