“He's a wonder—where is he?”
“He never waited—even for thanks.”
Again the Hon. Sam beamed:
“Ah! just like him. He's gone ahead to help me.”
“Well, how did he happen to be here?” I asked.
“He's everywhere,” said the Hon. Sam.
“How did he know the mules were ours?”
“Easy. That boy knows everything.”
“Well, why did he bring them back and then leave so mysteriously?”
The Hon. Sam silently pointed a finger at the laughing Blight ahead, and I looked incredulous.