He had it distinctly in his mind that he was glad they had come across his place, and that he would give them a hot breakfast; but he did not say so in words--just as they had not troubled to begin their conversation with him by formal greetings.
The house door was still shut; there was still no smoke from the chimney, although it was now full three hours since Bates had left the place.

Saying that he would see if the women were up, he went alone into the house.

The living-room was deserted, and, passing through the inner door, which was open, he saw his aunt, who, according to custom was neatly dressed, sitting on the foot of Sissy's empty bed.

The old woman was evidently cold, and frightened at the unusual sounds outside; greatly fretted, she held the girl's night-cap in her hand, and the moment he appeared demanded of him where Sissy was, for she must have her breakfast.

The girl he did not see.
The dog had followed him.