His wages, added to what Jemima could earn over her tubs, had kept the three alive.

All this had taken place four weeks or more ago.
None of all this, he assured Harry, had he told Gadgem or anybody else, his master's positive directions being to keep his abode and his condition a secret from everybody.

All the collector knew was that Mr.
Temple being too poor to take Todd with him, had left him behind to shift for himself until he could send for him.

All the neighborhood knew, to quote Todd's own hilarious chuckle, was that "Miss Jemima Johnsing had two mo' boa'ders; one a sick man dat had los' his job an' de udder a yaller nigger who sot up nights watchin' de hosses eat dere haids off." Since that time his master had had various ups and downs, but although he was still weak he was very much stronger than he had been any time since he had taken to his bed.

Only once had he been delirious; then he talked ramblingly about Miss Kate and Marse Harry.