So I told her how father had been treated.

Father called me into the bed-room, and said that I ought not to have told that, under the circumstances; that it would be a dreadful thing for us to be attacked, with him flat on his back, and we among strangers.
I replied that I thought it would do no harm, because Mr.Brown's folks were from the North, and our friends.

But he said it might bring trouble on Mr.Brown if his neighbors should learn that he had harbored Pardee Butler.

When Mr.Brown came in at noon, his wife told him the news.

He went right in, and told father that Butler was such a common name, that he had no idea that he had the honor of sheltering Pardee Butler.