"Now you are going to make some other objection!"
"I was only going to say that if you wanted to go camping for a few weeks, we could supply you with everything needful. We have first-rate tents for just that sort of thing."
"But we don't want to go camping. We want to stay here."
"Exactly. There is no reason why you shouldn't pitch your tent in the main street of this camp and live in it."
"That's just what we'll do," said Colonel Meredith, "and to-morrow we'll pick out the site for the tent—if you'll help us."
[XXII]
Early the next morning Colonel Meredith and his cousin Bob Jonstone presented themselves at the office dressed for walking. Butter would not have melted in their mouths.
"Can you come now and help us pick out a site for the tent?" asked the youthful colonel.