Now, mind what I tell you." And the overseer closed the door, and departed, to carry the same information and warning to the other cabins.
As soon as the sound of his footsteps had died away, Pomp whispered: "All right now, young massa.

You can come out now--no danger.

The oberseer won't come to dis house g'in dis night." Frank, accordingly, crawled out from under the bed, and seated himself in the easy chair, while the old woman went on with her cooking.

In a few minutes, which seemed an age to Frank, however, the meal, which consisted of coffee, made of parched corn, ham, honey, and corn-bread, was ready.

Frank thought he had never eaten so good a meal before.