Chapter Thirteen.
“Sure you’ve looked round everywhere, boy?”
“Yes, father, quite.”
“Nothing left nowhere? Sure none of the lads chucked anything aside the path when they ran up?”
“Yes, father. I looked well both sides.”
“Humph! Worse lads than you if you knew where to find ’em.”
“Thank ye, father.”
“I’m going home to breakfast.”
“Shall I come too, father?”