"Uh-huh. Joe is just wonderful. We'll go there tomorrow—just me and you and Joe will fix your leg."
Biddy saw the disappointment her words brought. Davey said, "That would be just wonderful."
"You see its quite a long way from here. I came in the opposite direction on purpose in case anybody followed me. I didn't want to lead them to Joe and now it's getting pretty late."
Davey glanced at the sun. "Uh-huh. Sun'll be down in fifteen minutes."
"And I've got to get home or Mom and Pop won't like it. They'll be cross."
"Sure—a little kid like you shouldn't be out on the desert at night."
"I'll meet you tomorrow, though. Let's see, where—?"
"Any place you say, Biddy."
Biddy thought it over very carefully, then suddenly bubbled with the warmth that was a part of her nature. "Davey—we won't wait. We'll go now. It will be way after dark when we get there because I can't leave Buck and he can't go very fast on his short legs, but we'll go anyway and see Joe tonight!"