“All right? Shall we come ahead?”
That time there wasn’t any answer.
Grove said, “Did you hear a sound like a branch crackling?”
“It was the wind, I guess,” I said.
“How about it, Kiddo?” Harry shouted good and loud.
But there wasn’t any answer, and I felt kind of funny. While we waited, I could hear Skinny breathing in his sleep, all the while.
CHAPTER XIX—WE LEARN THE WORST
I guess Harry was good and scared. I know I was. He just said, “You kids wait here, I’ll be back.”
He got out and went along the road and we watched him in the glare of the lights and didn’t say anything to each other. I remember how Harry looked in the light—kind of as if he were covered with dust. We could hear him calling Pee-wee, but we couldn’t hear any answer. His voice sounded funny like, because we were so kind of excited, and it was so still all about. Away far off I could hear a train whistle.
Grove said, “What do you think that sound like a branch breaking was?”