Anyhow Antony could.
He saw it all at a glance,—an irresistible, alluring prospect. He got up from the ground. After all, he would not be alone.
“Come down to the gate,” said Molly, her eyes gleaming. And then she slithered back into the field.
Going across the field two minutes later, she spoke.
“After we’ve paddled, we’ll walk to Stoneway, and beg along the road.”
“All right,” said Antony, but without much enthusiasm.
Anyhow there was the river first.
CHAPTER XLIV
AN ODD SENSATION
It is, of course, impossible for a small boy to disappear from the face of the earth without a good deal of uneasiness being felt regarding his disappearance.
By midday the uneasiness had approached to something like alarm. The gardens, the paddocks, the park, had been searched unavailingly; inquiry had been made of every villager. No clue was forthcoming; no possible reason for the disappearance.