"I will—to please you," said Jack. "This afternoon, if I have time." And he went to the buggy for his compass.
He fumbled in the blanket under the seat, looked before and behind, and uttered an exclamation.
"What's the trouble, Jack?" Rufe asked.
"It is gone! my compass is gone!" said Jack. "Somebody has taken it."
"That Zeph—we saw him, you know!" said Rufe. "It's one of his tricks."
"I'll overhaul that Zeph!" said Jack; "I'll teach him to play his tricks on me!"
Vinnie ran after him as he was starting off.
"Jack! don't be hasty or unkind!"
"O no! I won't be unkind," said Jack, with something bitter in his laugh. "I just want my compass, that's all." And he hurried down the road.