"I heard him use the same whistle in Mississippi and I know it.

His wicked little scheme to slaughter us has failed and knowing it he prudently withdraws." "For which, perhaps, we have a chip to thank," said Warner.

"Shall we rise and run again ?" "Yes," said Dick.

"I think they've gone, but fifty yards farther and nobody in those thickets can reach us." They stooped as they ran, and they ran fast, but, when they dropped down again, it was behind a little hill, and they knew that all danger had passed.

The thumping of their hearts ceased, and they looked thankfully at one another.
"Our lives were in danger," said Warner proudly, "but I didn't forget my fish.