“Hum-m. Aunty Landis knows her, but I suppose she doesn’t know us—not in the way you mean. I live with Aunt Katey Landis at White Cottage. Uncle Bob Landis supplies Sandywood with eggs and butter and milk.”
“Oh, I see.”
“You’ve never been on the Eastern Shore before?”
“Never. But I’ve learned to like it already. To rescue a girl from man-eating eels, and——”
“Girls don’t go in wading every day, even on the Eastern Shore.”
“If they did, I’d walk over from the railroad station straight through the year.”
“From Sandywood Station?”
“Yes. I was delayed in Baltimore on account of meeting a friend there, so there wasn’t any one at the station to meet me. I’m a good walker, and——”
“And the fairies led you down the wood-road in time to save disobedient me.”
“Disobedient?”