So at last, with their pockets stuffed out and their arms full, they turned homewards to Mr. Hodson's great relief, and soon they left the lights of Ipswich behind them, and were plodding quickly towards Hazelbury, through the dusk.
"I say Forbes," said Jack, as they neared home, "I'll show you your present, if you'll show me mine."
Jack was tired, and they had both lagged behind the others.
"You may guess what it is, if you like," said Forbes, "but it would spoil all the fun to show it to you beforehand. Ask me questions, and I'll answer yes or no."
"Well then, is it heavy?"
"Light?"
"Rather, yes."
"Can I hold it in my hand?"
"Yes."
"Is it long and straight?"