"Any mo'?" he asked. It was the first word he had spoken since he entered the house.
Tom refilled the cup.
"Take care of that," he cautioned Abe. "It's about all."
"What time?" asked the major, addressing Nat.
"Four! Would you believe it? It will be daylight soon."
"Glad of it," replied the major. "We can't leave here any too quickly. It has cleared, you say?"
"Beautifully," answered Nat; "and the sun to-morrow will be a 'ringer' for the moon to-night. I'll bet it will be one of those dazzling days——"
"Likely," agreed the major. "We must take Mayberry back with us," he said in a low voice. "Poor old chap! To think that I should find him—and in such a pitiable condition!"