"Oh! So you're here? Where is he?"
Tom answered truthfully. "He said he had an errand to do. He didn't tell me what it was."
"And is he coming back for you here?"
"He said he would."
"Then I'll wait."
To wait she sat down at Tom's side, having Bertha's house within range. Whether she suspected anything or not Tom couldn't tell, since he hardly suspected anything himself. That there was danger in the air he knew by the violence with which she rejected his proposal to refresh herself with ice cream.
"There he is!"
They watched him while he came down the steps, hesitated a minute, and turned in the direction away from where they were waiting. Tom understood this move.
"He's going to Jenkins's about that new tire."