“Answered in the affirmative,” I said; “we don’t.”
“Don’t what?” he said.
“Don’t care,” Hervey spoke up. “We can do some stunts in the State Capital. We can jump over the seats in the Senate. Albany is only about thirty miles away.”
I said, “Posilutely; we can get back inside of four years and have a couple of centuries to spare. Follow your leader wherever he goes. I may jump over the governor’s head; they pass bills over his head. You learn that in uncivil government.”
“The more we start for camp the farther we get from it,” the kid said.
“Correct the first time,” I said; “be thankful you’re not on a comet.”
“What are we going to do?” he wanted to know.
“Is it a riddle?” I asked him.
“No, it isn’t a riddle!” he shot back at me.
“Because if it is, it’s a good one,” I said. “It’s about the best one I ever heard.”