Jim was awful disappointed, but I said never mind, Cairo would be the next place, I reckoned.
We passed another town before daylight, and I was going out again; but it was high ground, so I didn't go.

No high ground about Cairo, Jim said.
I had forgot it.

We laid up for the day on a towhead tolerable close to the left-hand bank.

I begun to suspicion something.

So did Jim.