“Hello!—why, I’m at home! How’s that? Where’s the raft?”
“It’s all right,” I says.
“And Jim?”
“The same,” I says, but couldn’t say it pretty brash. But he never noticed, but says:
“Good! Splendid! Now we’re all right and safe! Did you tell Aunty?”
I was going to say yes; but she chipped in and says: “About what, Sid?”
“Why, about the way the whole thing was done.”
“What whole thing?”
“Why, the whole thing. There ain’t but one; how we set the runaway nigger free—me and Tom.”
“Good land! Set the run— What is the child talking about! Dear, dear, out of his head again!”