"Well, Russ and Laddie Bunker, I'm glad to see you," said Mr. Gannon. "And so you live over at Lake Sagatook, and not here at Green Pond. Why did you come so far?"
"To see you," answered Russ.
"To see me!" exclaimed the red-haired lumberman in surprise. "Well, I'm no great sight to look at, that's sure. But still I'm glad to see you. Are you sure you wanted me?"
"You're red-haired," said Russ slowly, as though going over certain points.
"That's right," said the lumberman.
"And you cut down trees," went on Russ.
"Correct."
"And were you ever a tramp?" Russ asked.
"Well, yes, you could call me that," admitted the red-haired man, speaking slowly. "I'm a sort of tramp lumberman. I never like to stay long in one place, and so I'm roving all over. You could call me a tramp."
"That's good," said Russ.