“None of you noticed that either of those gentlemen came ashore after we left, did you?” he asked, quietly.
“Why, no, of course they didn’t,” George remarked.
“For what are you askin’ that same question?” demanded Jimmy.
“P’raps I might give a guess,” remarked Josh, quietly.
“Well, I only wanted to make sure that anything we might say to each other wasn’t likely to get to their ears,” Jack went on.
“Say, now you’ve gone and got me guessing good and hard again,” remonstrated George. “You seem to just love to say things that sound so mysterious. Tell a fellow, Jack, there’s a good chap, why you don’t want them to hear us talking. Why, we hadn’t ought to have anything but good words to say about those gentlemen after the fine way they acted toward our chum here.”
“That’s true enough, George,” Jack went on to say; “and make up your mind I’m the last one to look a gift horse in the mouth to find out his age; but there were a few things about our two new friends that somehow made me sit up and take notice; and I wanted to ask Josh here what he thought.”
“I just expected you’d be up to that dodge,” the party in question observed, with a little chuckle, as of amusement. “I knew that if anybody could get on to their curves, Jack would.”
“Curves!” repeated George, wonderingly.
“Sure, he do be thinkin’ he’s playing baseball again,” laughed Jimmy.