“Round anywhere by the spring?” Aaron was very cautious in putting his questions. Apparently he wanted to make himself perfectly sure.
“Yes,” cried Sweetest Susan. “The spring is the gate, you know.”
“She, too?” asked Aaron, nodding his head toward Drusilla.
“Of course,” said Buster John.
“I dunner how come I can’t go whar de yuthers does,” remarked Drusilla.
“All right—all right!” exclaimed Aaron. Then he counted them. “One—two—three! And now you’ve come to me. What for?”
“We want to learn how to talk with the animals,” said Buster John.
Aaron, who had been frowning a little, seemed to be relieved. The frown disappeared.
“Oho,” he cried, “is that all? ’Tain’t much, yet it’s a heap. You’ll hear lots of sassy talk. Sometimes, maybe, you’ll have to stop up your ears.”
“We won’t mind that,” remarked Buster John.