“Yes.”
“Did you see any more of them?”
“No, it was too dark in the woods. In a few minutes when the moon came out and the woods thinned out the other side of the hill I saw a wet spot on a stone.”
“Footprint?”
“No—place where a turtle had been.”
“Well, what of that?”
“Turtle went away.”
“What of it?”
“Somebody must have passed.”
“Bully for you!” chimed in several voices.