I heard some good mouth-filling texts exchanged between them.
Then, when we were alone, the Quaker turned to me.

"Man, Andrew," he said, "it was a good thing that I had a Bible upbringing.

I can manage the part fine, but I flounder among the 'thees' and 'thous.' I would be the better of a drink to wash my mouth of the accursed pronouns.

Will you be alone to-night about the darkening?
Then I'll call in to see you, for I've much to tell you." * * * * * That evening about nine the Quaker slipped into my room.
"How about that tobacco-shed ?" he asked.

"Is it well guarded ?" "Faulkner and one of the men sleep above it, and there are a couple of fierce dogs chained at the door.