“How shall we get Mr Manners up when they do come?”
“Push and pull,” said Will.
“But he’s awfully heavy.”
“Oh, I know; but we shall manage. I say, I wonder where his paint-box and things are. Perhaps they all went down with him.”
“Not they,” said Josh, as his foot kicked against something. “They are all up here. I’ve got them. Isn’t he awake yet?”
“No—yes—I say, Mr Manners, are you better?”
“I—Where am I?—Oh, yes, I remember. Better? I think so. What are you doing here?”
“Came to find you, and—”
From above there came a shout.
“Hallo!” said Will. “That’s Josh found then.”