“Correct me, noble dook.”
Harry started up, in great excitement.
“We must defend her, Frank—we must protect her from that wretched creature!” he cried. “I am ready.”
“I see you are,” smiled Merry. “The thought that she might be in danger has aroused you more than any amount of tonics. We can’t protect her unless we can find her.”
“And you said a short time ago that we would not fail to find her.”
“We will not, and I hope we may be able to find her in time to be of assistance to her. To begin with, we must get our bicycles out of the lake. It is a fortunate thing they fell in the water.”
“Fortunate?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“It is pretty certain the dwarf would have smashed them if they had not.”