“I’ve—I’ve learned something, I—I guess, Fitz.”
“Oh, you have!”
“Uh-huh.”
“What?”
“I’m not going to say,” replied Bob, grinning sheepishly; “but I think I know what you brought me to Goblinland for.”
“What for?”
“W-e-ll, to—to teach me what I’ve learned. Didn’t you?”
“I’m not going to say,” mimicked the goblin.
Then both tittered.
“And you’re bound to go back home, Bob?” Fitz pursued.