Well, come along." He walked on in the silence, she thinking of that alarming prospect of school, and he of the escaped slave's secret and, what struck the boy most--the hawk.

Never before had he been told anything which was to be sacredly guarded from others.

It gave him now a pleasant feeling of having been trusted.

Suppose Leila had been told such a thing, how would she feel, and Aunt Ann?
He was like a man who has too large a deposit in a doubtful bank.

He was vaguely uneasy lest he might tell or in some way betray his sense of possessing a person's confidence.
As they came near the house, Leila said, "Catch me, I'll run you home." "Tag," he cried.
As they came to the side porch, Ann Penhallow said, "Finish that handkerchief--now, at once.