Where can the day have gone?
I must be off, instantly!" So much had happened since morning, that it was no wonder that Harry had not noticed how the hours had flown.
The ride to the creek, the discussions there, the delay in getting the boat, the passage down the stream, which was much longer than Harry had imagined, and the time he had spent in the tree and in the cabin, had, indeed, occupied the greater part of the day.
And even now he was not able to start.

Though he urged her as much as he could, he could not make Charity understand that it was absolutely necessary that he must have his clothes, wet or dry; and he did not get them until they were fit to put on.

And then his shoes were not dry, but, as he intended to run all the way to Aunt Judy's cabin, that did not matter so much.
"How far is it to Aunt Judy's ?" he asked, when at last he was ready to start.
"Well, I reckons it's 'bout six or seben miles, Mah'sr Harry," said Charity.
"Six or seven miles!" exclaimed Harry.

"When shall I get there!" "Now don't hurry and git yese'f all in a heat," said Charity.

"Jist keep along dis path fru de woods till ye strike de road, and that'll take ye straight to de bridge.