I didn't know I was so far inside their lines." "You know it now, an' if you're boun' to do what you say you're settin' out to do, then you've got to change clothes.

Here, I'll take these an' hide 'em." He snatched Harry's uniform from the chair, ran up a ladder into a little room under the eaves, and returned with some rough garments under his arm.
"These are my Sunday clothes," he said.

"You're pow'ful big fur your years, an' they'll come purty nigh fittin' you.

Leastways, they'll fit well enough fur sech times ez these.

Now you wear 'em, ef you put any value on your life." Harry hesitated.