“Better wait until we’re sure he’s fallen head over heels into the pit,” urged Dick. “The weather has been mighty fine for November. There was one day though when Billy was kept in because he was a little off his feed, and would you believe it, along about four in the afternoon there came over to the Brandon place the man servant Mr. Nocker has, fetching a polite little note asking the mother to assure him that the dear child was all right, as he had missed him very much.”
“Fine, Dick!” exclaimed Leslie. “I’d like to see them together if it could be arranged.”
“You shall, and tomorrow at that,” replied Dick. “We’ll go together and hide in the bushes while little Billy wanders through the hole in the fence.”
CHAPTER XI
HOW THE PLAN WORKED
According to agreement, Leslie waylaid Dick on the following morning as the latter was hurrying homeward.
“How about that little arrangement of ours, Dick?” he demanded, as he locked arms with his chum and kept pace with the other’s long strides.
“Guess it goes through all right,” Dick replied, smilingly; “if you mean our plan to lie low, and watch the meeting between Billy and his grandfather.”
“It isn’t too late for it, I hope,” ventured Leslie, anxiously.
“Oh! no,” came the confident reply; “I saw Billy’s mother this morning, and she promised not to let him out this afternoon till I gave the high sign.”
“And what was that to be?” continued the other.