“Good,” he said, “I shall look for you.”
As Ranald approached his hotel, he saw a man that seemed oddly familiar, lounging against the door and as he drew near, he discovered to his astonishment and joy that it was Yankee.
“Why, Yankee!” he exclaimed, rushing at him, “how in the world did you come to be here, and what brought you?”
“Well, I came for you, I guess. Heard you were going to be here and were comin' home afterwards, so I thought it would be quicker for you to drive straight across than to go round by Cornwall, so I hitched up Lisette and came right along.”
“Lisette! You don't mean to tell me? How is the old girl? Yankee, you have done a fine thing. Now we will start right away.”
“All right,” said Yankee.
“How long will it take us to get home?”
“'Bout two days easy goin,' I guess. Of course if you want, I guess we can do it in a day and a half. She will do all you tell her.”
“Well, we will take two days,” said Ranald.
“I guess we had better take a pretty early start,” said Yankee.