“No,” said Rollo, “he said that that wheelbarrow was engaged; and I suppose it has been taken away before this time.”
Just then the corner of the corporal's shop began to corner into view, and presently the door came in sight, and James called out,
“Yes, yes, there it is. I see it standing up by the side of the door.”
“No,” said Rollo, “that is not it. That is a green one.”
[pg 61]“What color was the wheelbarrow that you saw?” asked James.
“It was not any color; it was not painted,” said Rollo. “I wonder whose that wheelbarrow can be?”
The boys walked along, and presently came to the door of the shop. They opened the door, and went in. There was nobody there.
Various articles were around the room. There was a bench at one side, near a window; and there were a great many tools upon it, and upon shelves over it. On another side of the shop was a lathe, a curious sort of a machine, that the corporal used a great deal, in some of his nicest work. Then there were a good many things there, which were sent in to be mended, such as chairs, a spinning-wheel, boys' sleds, and one or two large wheelbarrows.
The boys walked around the room a few minutes, looking at the various things; and at last Rollo spied another little wheelbarrow, on a shelf. It was very much like the one at the door, only it was painted green.
Rollo said that that one looked exactly [pg 62]like the one he trundled when he was there before, only it was green.