"He got an everlasting thrashing. We made him run the gauntlet, and he was pretty sore when he crept away. We thought at first of hanging him!"
"I am glad you didn't. I don't think he will trouble his uncle again."
"No, he won't come within fifty miles of Campville again as long as he lives."
CHAPTER XXIV
A NEW HOME
Gerald jumped from the wagon and entered the cabin. Thomas Nixon sat in his old, listless attitude, but his eyes brightened when Gerald entered the room.
"Well, Mr. Nixon," said Gerald, "are you ready to move?"
"I don't understand. Where am I to move to?"
"I have hired a house for you—the one till recently occupied by a man whom they call Jim Morris. I have hired it completely furnished, and all you will have to do is to walk in."
The old man seemed almost bewildered by the suddenness of the proposition.