“And because you didn’t see him directly, the poor creature never got the soup.”
“That’s right, sir, too,” said Dan, smiling.
“There’s nothing to laugh at in it, sir,” cried Mark, angrily. “Did you ever know anything so stupid, Dean?”
“No,” cried Dean, taking up his cousin’s tone. “You might have been sure, Dan, that as soon as we had gone the poor old fellow would have crawled right in as far as he could go.”
“Yes, sir; that’s what I did think, sir.”
“You went right in?” cried Mark. “Yes, sir; right to the very end, and he warn’t there.”
“Where was he, then?”
“Oh, I don’t know, sir.”
“Did you look about well?”
“Yes, sir, as far as there was anywhere to look about.”