"A youngish chap. Seemed like as he was in trouble, for he sweared a lot when we broke down."
"What's your name?"
"Joe Brown."
"What time did he start from here?"
"About eight o'clock this morning: but what do you want to know for?"
"Oh! nothing, he's a friend of ours."
"That's just what them other coves said who drove up in a buggy, only they was more inquisitive."
"Could they be the boys?" said Hil, turning to May.
"No, impossible; and yet they may be, like us, in disguise for all we know."
"Which way did they go?" said she, turning to the man.