He seemed intuitively to understand the comradeship of their degradation.
"Mr.Cavendish fetched me here on his raft.

We tied up to the sho' this morning.

It was there we met Mr.Carrington--I'd knowed him slightly back yonder in No'th Carolina," continued Yancy.

"He said I'd find Hannibal with you.

I was counting a heap on seeing my nevvy." Carrington, no longer able to control himself, swung about on his heel.
"What's been done ?" he asked, with fierce repression.