“And I discovered you yesterday,” added Rob.
Ptolemy looked rather crestfallen, and then, seeming to consider that my discovery had been succeeded by inaction, which must mean non-interference, he heartened up.
“Now,” I demanded, “I want you to begin at the time you left the hotel and tell me everything and why you did it.”
“I wasn’t having any fun after you two went off camping,” he began lugubriously. “I couldn’t hang around women folks all the time. I wanted boys to play with.”
I saw a gleam of sympathy and understanding come into Rob’s eyes.
“A harem of hens,” he muttered.
“I knew we could all have a grand time here and not be a bother to mudder, or Huldah or anyone, and it seemed too bad for this nice house to be empty, and no one anywhere else wanting us.”
I felt my first gleam of pity for a Polydore and wiped Diogenes’ dirty, moist face carefully with my handkerchief.
“So I went home and told Huldah I had come after the boys to take them back with me.”