Go to the old cabin in the wood.

That will be safe.

I will bring you your money Monday afternoon." The black reflected in silence and then said, "That will do--no man will take me alive, I know--my God, I know! Who set them on me?
Who told?
It was that drunken rascal, Peter.

He told me he'd tell if I didn't get him whisky.

How did he know--Oh, Lord! He set 'em on me--I'd like to kill him." John was alarmed at the fierceness of the threat.