“Betcha!” He really stirred one foot.
“That’s fine. We’re going around six. Brent wants to see the sunset in the mountains.” I laughed.
“And the moonlight!” Brent added. Rivers grinned again and moved off.
“That chap would make an excellent teacher in a deaf and dumb school.” Brent called out to me, some time later. We were washing up for supper.
“You mean Rivers?”
“Yes, he’s almost too patient to be human.”
Just as supper was ready, Tom came in. His face was flushed and his voice sounded eager as he greeted us.
“Knocks all taken out, Tommy?” Brent asked.
“Yeh,” he answered, breathlessly. Then, “Wait’ll you hear what I have to tell you!”
“Fallen heir to a fortune or something?” I queried.