Their father hurried back to Yancy.
"I was just thinkin', sir," he said, "that if it would be any comfort to you, we'll tie up to the bank right here and wait until you can travel.
I'm powerfully annoyed at having fetched you all this way!" But Yancy shook his head.
"I'll be glad to go on to Memphis with you.

If my nevvy got away from Murrell, that's where I'll find him.

I reckon folks will be kind to him and sort of help him along.

Why, he ain't much mo' than knee high!" "Shore they will! there's a lot of good in the world, so don't you fret none about him!" cried Polly.
"I can't do much else, ma'am, than think of him bein' lonesome and hungry, maybe--and terribly frightened.

What do you-all suppose he thought when he woke up and found me gone ?" But neither Polly nor her husband had any opinion to venture on this point.