As they neared the woods, suddenly Congreve said, in a tone of well-counterfeited surprise:
“Why, there is Philip Ross sitting on a rock! I wonder what brought him here? Hello, Philip!”
CHAPTER XIII — THREE YOUNG SPORTSMEN
Philip turned and surveyed the newcomers in apparent surprise.
“Are you out gunning?” he asked.
“Yes. I have secured a guide, as you see, fearing I might get lost in the woods. I believe you know him?”
“I have that honor,” said Philip, superciliously.
This was so much in Philip’s ordinary style that Harry did not dream there was any collusion between them, and that Philip was here by appointment.
“You haven’t explained how you happen to be here,” said Congreve.