since you did that, Frale?”

“I’m ‘feared — I’m ‘feared ef he war here an’ riled me agin like he done that time — I’m ‘feared I’d do hit agin — like he war talkin’ ‘bouts you, Cass.” He rose and stood close to her.

The soft dusk was wrapping them about, and she began to fear lest she lose her control over him. She took up the bundle of food and placed it in his hand.

“Here, take this, and the coat, too, Frale. Come down and have suppah with mothah and me to-night, and sleep in your own bed. They won’t search here for one while, I reckon, and you’ll be safah than hiding in Wild Cat Hole. Hoyle heard them say they reckoned you’d lit off down the mountain, and were hiding in some near-by town. They’ll