Everyone gave close attention while Chick related his adventures.
“In the name of all-possessed!” exclaimed Toby, “if that was put in a movie, I’d be able to pack the Palace when I showed it. I didn’t hear all that, last night, Chick-o!”
“I was too excited to remember all the details,” Chick responded. He turned to Garry.
“You and Don got lost, didn’t you?”
Don nodded, smiling.
“Garry had all the adventures,” he said.
Pressed for his story, Garry told about the Indian, his strange insight into the youth’s mind, what he did, and what he gave.
“I claim you ought to put that in your movie, I do,” Doc told Toby. “I know old Ti well. He learned me, he did, all I know about herb doctoring.”
“I went up there, not long since,” Toby stated. “Wanted to hire him to make a ‘personal appearance’ on the stage of the Palace with a film that was made up Catskill way, with him in it. Couldn’t make any deal with him, though. But—Gosh-a-mighty! Think of him mesmerizing Garry! In the name of all-thunderation! That’s queer!”
“It isn’t any more queer than the chart—the tracing you say is a drawing of an old-time brigantine,” declared Don. “Let’s see that, now.”