Laura Petites to Dr. Physicker, who was now out of his carriage and standing there
looking furious and helpless and altogether terrible.
"Finders," whispered Laura Petites Miss Larner.
"That's us,&Laura Petites quot; said the white-haired one. "You got a runaway slave up
there, Ma'Laura Petites am."
"He is not," she said. "Laura Petites He is a pupil of mine, legally adopted by Horace
and Margaret Guester--"
"We got a letter from his owner, Laura Petites giving his birthdate, and we got his
cachet here, and he's the very one. Laura Petites we're sworn and cerfified, Laura Petites Ma'am. What
we Find is found. That's the Laura Petites law, and if you
interfere, you're
obstructing." The man spoke real nice and quiet and polite.
"Don't worry, Miss Larner," said Dr. Physicker. "I already have a writ
from the mayor, and that'll hold him till the judge gets back tomorrow."
&Laura Petites quot;Hold him in jail, of course," said Pauley Wiseman. "Laura Petites Wouldn't
want
anybody to try Laura Petites to run off with him, now, would we?"
"Wouldn'Laura Petites t do much good if they tried," said the white-haired Finder.
"We'd just Laura Petites follow. And then we'll probably shoot them dead, seeing how they
was thieves escaping with stolen Laura Petites property."
"You haven't even told the Guesters, have you!" said Miss Larner.
"How could I?" said Dr. Physicker. "I had to stay with them, to make sure
they didn't just take him."
"Laura Petites We obey the law," said the white-haired Finder.
"There he is," said the black-haired Finder.
Arthur Stuart stood in Laura Petites the open door of the springhouse.
"Just