"I would send it all back," she thought, "if we didn't need it badly,
and he said it was right for me to take it, but some of it _must_ go.
I'll send it just before the 'Hatty' sails."

There was no one to send but Mandy Ann, who, after many misgivings on
the part of her mistress, was entrusted with a part of the money, with
injunctions neither to look at nor lose it, but to hold it tight in her
hand until she gave it to the gentleman. Eudora had thought of writing a
note, but the effort was too great. Mandy Ann could say all she wanted
to have said, and in due time the negress started for the boat, nothing
loth to visit it again and bandy words with Ted. The "Hatty" was blowing
off steam preparatory to starting, when a pair of bare legs and feet
were seen racing down the lane to the landing, and Mandy Ann, waving her
hand, was calling out, "Hol' on dar, you cap'n. I'se sometin' berry
'portant for de gemman. Hol' on, I say," and she dashed across the
plank, nearly knocking Ted down in her headlong haste. "Whar is 'ee?"
she gasped, and continued, "Leg-go, I tell ye. Le' me be," as Ted seized
her arm, asking what she wanted, and if she was going back to
Jacksonville.

"No; leg-go, I tell you. I wants the man from de Norf, what comed to
see Miss Dory. I've sometin' for him very partic'lar."

She found him in his seat at the rear of the boat, where he had sat on
his way up, and had again appropriated to himself, with no one
protesting or noticing him beyond a civil bow. They called him Boston,
knowing no other name, and wondered why he had visited the Harrises as
they knew he had. Ted, who was allowed nearly as much freedom of speech
on the boat as Mandy Ann had at the clearing, had aired his opinion that