“Biff!”
Biff let out his held breath in a deep sigh of relief.
“Right here, Li,” he called.
His Hawaiian friend emerged from behind a tree and joined him.
“You all right, Biff? You hurt?” Li asked anxiously.
“Me? No. Not even shaken up. But how about you? And the tobacco pouch. You’ve still got it?”
Li nodded his head, extending a hand with the pouch in it.
“Swell, Li. Great. How did you get away? Did that guy try to follow you?”
“He tried to follow all right. But I fooled him. I kept just far enough ahead of him so he could hear me. I made little noises.” Biff could see Li’s grin in the moonlight. “So I could lead him away. I wanted to be sure you got away okay.”
“Pretty smart, Li. But how did you finally shake him off?”