And you're a brave little chap in the bargain, because you did put up a nervy fight for your life, that's certain." They succeeded in drying his clothes, and then, as a large car was seen coming along the road with only a single man in the same, Hugh ran over to hail the driver and beg him to take them all into town.
Luck favored them again.

The man in the big car turned out to be Major McGrew's chauffeur, whom Hugh knew to speak to, as he was a baseball enthusiast of the first water.

When he heard what had happened, he told Hugh to fetch the boy along; and also the two other kids; he'd have them home in a jiffy, for it was less than a mile to town.
The colored people, as so often happens, lived in a certain section of Scranton, being very clannish in their habits.

Hugh did not doubt but that he could easily learn just where the boy lived.

He looked at him several times trying to remember where he could have seen the little fellow before, because there seemed to be something familiar about his face; but somehow he failed to connect him with any family he knew.
When presently they entered the district where the colored folks had their homes, their coming created quite a flutter.