“What is that?”
“To hear yo’ say dat we’s gwine to start to Afriky.”
“Be patient for a day or two. Now, wouldn’t you like to go back to your home at Mootsport and stay there?”
Bunk did not suspect this was a test question and was honest in his answer:
“No, sah; not till we’ve been to Afriky and spent a few weeks wid Chief Foozleum.”
“You wouldn’t leave me if I gave you the chance?”
“Not fur de world; do yo’ think I wanter to go home and hear Harv and Dick Hamilton and dere folks laugh at me? Not much.”
“Suppose they come after you?”
“Dat’s nuffin; I’m my own boss; dey wouldn’t git me by a jugful.”
“I shall see that they don’t while I am present,” said the Professor with a glint of his fiery eyes; “I’ll attend to that, but I shall have to leave you alone at times and they may come when I am beyond call.”