ONE:"The door opens," she said when he had reached her, in a small and frightened voice. "The masters are not here.""Mr. Klegg," said the Herd-Boss, coming toward him, "you've done your duty, and you've done it well. I don't know how I could've ever got this lot through but for your help. Here's your carpet-sack, and here's a haversack o' rations I've put up for you. Take mighty good care of it, for you'll need every cracker. That lot o' tents you see over there, with a yaller flag flyin' over 'em, is a general hospital. Mebbe you'll find your son in there."
TWO:"I don't see no men," said Shorty, after a moment's scrutiny."Go ahead, there, and divide them rations, as I ordered you, and be quick about it, for we must hurry off."
