“You must come and report to me to-morrow,” said Alice as she bade Lem good-bye. “Be careful to keep the bandage on.”
“I will,” he promised.
His house was in the opposite direction to that which the four chums took. The chums walked on slowly together, Alice and Jennie hurrying away to do an errand for Mrs. Keene. As the boys turned a corner they almost collided with a man who was walking quickly in the opposite direction.
“I beg pardon!” he muttered as he passed through the group of lads. They were too surprised to respond and when Bart did think to say, “certainly,” the man was several feet away hurrying up the street. The boys gazed after him.
“Don’t you know who that is?” asked Ned suddenly.
“No; friend of yours?” inquired Fenn.
“I’m sure it’s the man we met in the woods Saturday.”
“Who, the crazy man?”
“No, the one at the hut—the King of Paprica—though he may be crazy for all I know. I recognized him as he hurried past me.”