"No, but it is his chum's, and he would be sure to feel it. I only wish I knew where he was."
"But you don't," remarked Dobson.
"But I might find out. I only wish that I could!"
"Talk of angels and see their wings," said Dobson; and at this apparently vague proverb Elgert turned excitedly.
"Where? What do you mean? Not the man?"
"No," answered Dobson, with a shake of the head.
"I don't see Rexworth or Charlton." And Elgert stared round. "Bother it! Don't stand grinning there like a monkey. Tell me what you mean."
"Only that there goes Charlton's mother," said Dobson, nodding in the direction of the common.
"Well, what of that? We don't want his mother, do we? It is his father we are talking about."