“Bejabbers, that’s quare enough. But shure, didn’t yez see Misther Frank?”
Harding and Pomp looked amazed.
“Marse Frank!” exclaimed the darky. “Wha’ yo’ talkin’ about, chile?”
“Bjabbers, can’t yez undherstand?” roared Barney. “Misther Frank went afther yez to thry and find yez, begob.”
“Didn’t see nuffin’ ‘tall ob him,” replied Pomp, vaguely. “Which way did he go?”
Harding was interested.
“Did Frank go out to look for us, Barney?” he asked.
“He did that, sor.”
“But was he not with Pomp at the pit?”
“He was that, with me, but sez he, ‘I belave I kin foind thim two min by just goin’ into the cave agin an’ makin’ a search for them there!’”