Brian's amazed eyes twinkled.
"You delicious lunatic!" he said.
"I practiced," went on Kenny with his lips compressed. "I practiced hard—up at the farm with Adam."
"Joan's told me you were there. I can't quite hitch things together yet, but I will in time."
"A landslide of things seemed to happen the minute you went—"
"I always had a feeling," admitted Brian, "that if I didn't stick around and keep an eye on you, a lot of things would happen."
"They did. They've been happenin' ever since."
Brian flushed and put out his hand.
"Kenny, surely you guessed. I was sorry—"
"Jewel machree, I was fair sick about the shotgun. And after you went I was willing to be sorry about anything—to get you back."