"
"Send those men away, captain! I will not attempt to escape."
Jerry complied, and the watchers took their departure.
"Where is my father?"
"Close by, stranger. May be you'd like to see him?"
"On no account!"
"That's a good sign, anyhow," muttered Jerry. "You will have to see him,
I am afraid. You are under his ruff."
Vernon, completely overcome, staggered to a chair, and covered his face
with his hands.
"Not so bad a boy as one mought suppose," soliloquized Jerry, as he went
to the door, and requested the servant to summon Dr. Vaudelier. "The
fellow has fed on husks long enough, and, as the scripter says, he is
goin' to rise and go to his dad."
"Do not let my father see me,--anything, rather than that!" exclaimed
Vernon, rising, and grasping the woodman's arm. "I am a great villain!"
"That's very true, stranger; but you have got into the scrape, and the
best thing you can do is to get out on't."
"How can I!"
"Be an honest man."
"I fear I never can be that."
"Try it! There is something left of you.
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