Goodby--" He was gone.

He hit straight north, making noise as he went, but once in the timber he swung southward, and plunged through the creek with Peter under his arm.

Not until they had traveled a good half mile over the plain did Jolly Roger speak.

Then he said, speaking directly at Peter, "Cassidy thinks I'll sure hit for the North country again, Pied-Bot.
But we're foolin' him.

I've sort of planned on something like this happening, and right now we're hittin' for the tail-end of Cragg's Ridge where there's a mess of rock that the devil himself can hardly get into.
We've got to do it, boy.