He turned to Jack imploringly.
"You tell her!" he pleaded.

"Tell her to go by the trail.

She will for you." The implication of this statement was so gratifying to Black Jack that he seemed again to expand and take on increase before their very eyes.
"You bet!" exclaimed Jack.

And to the Angel: "You better take Freckles' word for it, miss.

He knows the old swamp better than any of us, except me, and if he says 'go by the trail,' you'd best do it." The Angel hesitated.