Billy doubled up his fist and looked at it grimly.
"Well, he won't want to," he said. "Don't you be afraid. I'll take care of you."
"Oh, will you?"
"For a little while, anyhow."
"How long?"
"Well, till you get your breakfast."
"Where's he gone?"
"Who?"
"The black man."
"He's upstairs in his room. You can go to him after breakfast."