"No, thank you. It would get me there too late."
"Then I will make up some sandwiches for you. Your walk will make you hungry."
Jed started with a small valise in which were packed some extra underclothing, and he carried in his hand a substantial lunch wrapped in paper.
It was far better than the supper which he missed at the poorhouse.
He was rather afraid of meeting some one whom he knew, particularly Percy Dixon, who he was sure would be delighted to thwart his plan by reporting him; but fortunately he escaped observation. He passed two men whom he knew very well, but in his new dress they did not know him.
Jed had walked about half way when a man in a top buggy overtook him, and, stopping his horse, called out, "Is this the road to Duncan?"
"Yes, sir."
"Is it a straight road all the way?"
"Not quite, sir. There are one or two turns."
"I am sorry to hear it. I am not acquainted hereabouts, and I shouldn't like to lose my way. Are you going to Duncan?"