[Continues to whistle the tune softly.]
HORACE
And she introduced you to her fiancé—to Mr. St. Aubyn himself.
PIKE
[looking up, monkey-wrench in hand]
Yes, sir;
[chuckles]
we had quite a talk about shootin' in Indiana; said he'd heard of Peru, in his school history. Wanted to come out some day, he said, and asked what our best game was. I told him we had some Incas still preserved in the mountains of Indiana, and he said he'd like a good Inca head to put up in his gun-room. He ought to get one, oughtn't he?
[Starts to work again, busily.]
HORACE