“Well, I want to sleep there to-night.[{47}]”
The boy glanced keenly at the coarse and ill-fitting garments of the pretended countryman who sat on the seat beside him, and asked:
“Ain’t you got no other place to stay?”
“Never mind that. I have taken a notion to sleep in the stable to-night.”
“You don’t mean no harm?”
“Not a bit, my boy.”
“Well, I guess I can slide you in, but there’d be an awful racket if they should find out.”
“I’ll take all the chances on the racket.”
“Be you the duffer what give the man a whippin’ this mornin’?”
“Do I look like him?”