"But she's in Boston, ain't she?" asked Hi.
"Yes, and I want her, I'm tired of going to school without her."
"I'm tired of goin' ter school at all," said Hi. Then a peculiar light appeared in his small black eyes.
"I'll tell yer what we'll do," said he, "We'll go and see Randy, you 'n me. I know the way to the deepot, Prue, Yes sir, we'll go'n see Randy. I guess she'll be glad 'nough ter see us 'n wont you be glad to see her, though?"
Little Prue's eyes grew round with delight. Since Randy was to be away from home, of course the best thing would be to go to her.
"Do you truly know the way?" asked Prue, eagerly, laying her little hand upon Hi's arm.
"Guess I do. Ain't I been to the deepot times 'nough?" was the confident reply. "You jest come 'long with me, Prue, an' I tell ye we'll find your Randy. I'm bigger'n you be 'n I know."
"When will we go, Hi?" asked Prue, now confident that her little champion could take her safely to Randy.
"Now," said Hi, "right off now. I don't know my lessons, so I don't want ter go back ter school, an' teacher's a ringin' the bell this minute. Pick up yer lunch basket, I've got some cookies I hooked out 'n the cupboard an' a big apple that Belindy gave me, an' we'll eat 'em when we're in the cars." So the two children trudged down the road; Prue happier than she had been for days because of the delightful prospect of seeing Randy, and Hi, knowing that he was naughty in staying away from school, but easing his little conscience by thinking that he was comforting Prue.
It was true that he was larger than Prue, but they were of the same age, and as unlike as two children could possibly be.