His curiosity overcame his terror. He looked at the man in the road. Lawrence had raised himself on his elbow, but he immediately sank back again.
Leander ran to him.
Lawrence gazed in a blind sort of way at the boy. Then he half smiled, and said, feebly, "I suppose you're dead too, Lee, and we're both in heaven."
"I ain't dead, for one," answered the boy. And then he sobbed outright in the intensity of his relief.
"Then perhaps I'm not."
A long silence, during which Lawrence stared rather stupidly at nothing, and Leander stared at him.
After a little the boy bethought himself to ask if he couldn't help.
"I don't know. I thought I'd wait until my mind cleared more."
He raised his head again.
"What's that?" he asked.