76 SLAVE LIFE IN GEORGIA.
" I got lost, Sir," I replied.
"Oh! You got lost, did you?" he said.
" And pray, Sir, did you come here on purpose
to get lost?"
" No, Sir," I answered. " I got lost before I
got here. I got lost before I saw you."
They consulted together a few minutes, and
then one of them said they would put me in a
safe place where I should not " get lost very
soon," and where the dogs could not catch me.
We all set out together then, and I soon found I
was going to be taken to the jail. I now began
to consider whether I might not get out of their
hands if I tried, for my mind was quite made up
not to give up the hope of effecting my escape, so
long as I saw there remained ever so slight a
chance in my favour. I therefore began to talk
with my captors, one of whom was named Wig¬
gins, and another Arres. I told them I thought
they were going to do a very foolish thing by
taking me to jail. If they put me there, and
sent for my master, he would pay them for catch¬
ing me, but he would have to give the jailer his fees;
but if they kept me safe somewhere, and sent for
Stevens to fetch me away, they might get more
out of him, on account of the trouble that would