“Not one.”
“Didn’t you see anything that scared you?”
“No, sir, nothing scared me.”
“And you say you were there all night?”
“That’s what I say. I crawled in there right after sunset and went to sleep. I told you the other night that I sometimes sleep there in my travels.”
“I don’t understand why you didn’t hear anything,” said John, “if you really were in the house. I was there and I heard some things.”
“What?” The tramp paused in his occupation and stared blankly at John as he spoke.
“The same things that happen there every night. There were some creatures flying all around the room—”
“Ostriches,” said the tramp soberly.
“And there must have been a good many people there too because they called me by my name and at the same time from every part of the house.”