“What for?”
“There’s a top-buggy Mr. Porter has sold to a man there. You’re to take it over, and lead the horse back.”
“All right. I’d just as leave go as stay here. Can I find the road easily?”
“There’s no trouble about that. Part of it runs through the woods—about a mile, I should say.”
“Did Mr. Porter say when he wanted me to start?”
“About nine o’clock; by that time you’ll be through with your chores.”
Rudolph heard this conversation with pleasure.
It’s the chance I was waiting for,” he said to himself. “I’ll lie in wait for him as he comes back.”