That's all.

I'll join you in a moment." Then he turned to Mrs.Cary, his face stern with resolve.
"Madam," he said crisply, "you are not alone on this plantation with only this old negro.

We are wasting time.

I'm after a Rebel scout and _I want him_.

Which way did he go ?" "I'm sorry, sir," she said, quite ready to play her game again.