"I have business with Jake, which will not interest you.

Besides, I think it best that you shall remain here.

Go to the spring, as I tell you, and then go back to the fire, and get breakfast.

Jake and I will be there in time to help you eat it.

If one of you follows me a foot of the way, I--never mind; I tell you you must not follow me, and you shall not." There were some symptoms of a turbulent, but good-natured revolt, but Sam's earnestness quieted it, and the boys reluctantly drew back.
Passing around to the further side of the drift-pile, more than a hundred yards away from the nearest point of the camp, Sam called in a low tone:-- "Jake! Jake!" "What is it ?" asked Jake presently, trembling in voice as he trembled in limb, for he was now thoroughly broken and frightened.