“There is always time,” said Jack Frost coldly. “Time is everywhere. The supply is inexhaustible.”
“I’m sorry,” said Billy.
“Never mind,” said Jack Frost kindly. “I dare say it will turn out all right, like the farmer’s wagon that met the automobile. Anyway, here comes the Geography Fairy. He ought to have some tidings.”
Looking over the edge of the cliff, Billy saw Nimbus approaching. He explained afterward that the crater which he and the Evening Star had followed, led right through the volcano and out of the cliff at the bottom.
Jack Frost hailed him, and Nimbus climbed up, bidding his train of Meteors wait until he returned.
He and Jack Frost shook hands cordially, and Nimbus inquired:
“Have either of you seen anything of the Evening Star? I lost track of her when we got out of the crater.”
“Gracious!” said Billy, “I thought she was with you.”
“So she was,” said Nimbus, “but she said she thought she’d like to fly once more, and sailed off to pay the Moon a visit.”
Jack Frost looked up quickly.