At the welcome intimation Frank jumped up briskly.
"Shall I order some lunch to be packed for us?" he asked.
"No; we sha'n't need it," said Sharpley.
Frank laughed.
"I think I'll get some for myself," said Frank, laughing, as he added: "I've got a healthy appetite, Colonel Sharpley, and I am sure the exertion of climbing these hills will make me fearfully hungry."
"I don't want to be delayed," said Sharpley, frowning. "We sha'n't be gone long enough to need lunch."
"It won't take me a minute," said Frank, running into the inn.
"It is strange he is so much in a hurry all at once," thought our young hero, "when he has been lounging about for an hour without appearing in the least haste."
However, he did not spend much thought on Sharpley's wayward humor, which he was beginning to see was regulated by no rules.
Less than five minutes afterward he appeared, provided with a tourist's lunch-box.