“And how do you know he was all that?” asked Jenny very sharply.
“Why did he run if he was not guilty?” inquired Robinson cunningly.
“Guilty—what of?” asked Jenny.
“That is more than I can tell you,” replied Robinson.
“I dare say,” said Jenny, “it was some peaceable man that took fright at seeing two wild young gentlemen come out like mad bulls after him.”
“When I have told you my story you will be better able to judge.”
“What, isn't the story ended?”
“Ended? The cream of it is coming.”
“Oh, sir,” cried Jenny, “please don't go on till I come back. I am going for the cold lotion now; I have fomented it enough.”
“Well, look sharp, then—here is the other all in a twitter with excitement.”