“He has made so many wonderful inventions, he may be the first to succeed. When he does, we shall hear of it.”
Bohunkus was silent for a minute or so. If his friend had imagined what wild freak had entered the lad’s brain, he would have made all haste to root it out, but unfortunately he did not dream of anything of the kind.
The next query of Bunk was more startling to Harvey than anything that had gone before.
“Harv, did yo’ see dat little girl?”
“What do you mean?” demanded the other sharply.
“When we was sailing ober dem woods, after we’d left Chesterton.”
“I saw no little girl; did you?”
“Sartinously; yo’ doan’ forgot dat cabin down among the trees where a small creek runs in front ob it.”
This was unquestionably the place in which Harvey had been so much interested. He had not observed a living person near it, while his dusky companion had seen the very person that was in many minds.
“I saw the old house and the smoke coming out of the chimney, but did not catch sight of a man, woman or child. Tell me how it was with you.”