“I’ll do it, be Japers!”
“Be sure now. Yur master’s life may depend upon it.”
After delivering this last caution, the hunter shouldered his long rifle, and walked away from the hut.
“He’s a cute owld chap that same,” said Phelim as soon as Zeb was out of hearing. “I wonder what he manes by the master bein’ in danger from any wan comin’ to the cyabin. He sed, that his life moight depend upon it? Yis—he sed that.”
“He towlt me to kape a luk out. I suppose he maned me to begin at wance. I must go to the inthrance thin.”
So saying, he stepped outside the door; and proceeded to make an ocular inspection of the paths by which the jacalé might be approached.
After completing this, he returned to the threshold; and there took stand, in the attitude of one upon the watch.