"I see. How it blows!"
"It's a little fresh. How'd you like to be wrecked?"
"Good fun," said Ford. "I got wrecked on the cars the other day."
"On the cars?"
"Why, yes. I forgot to tell you about that."
And then followed a very vivid and graphic description of the sad fate of the pig and the locomotive. The wonder was how Ford should have failed to tell it before. No such failure would have been possible if his head and tongue had not been so wonderfully busy about so many other things ever since his arrival.
"I'm glad it was I instead of Annie," he said, at length.
"Of course. Didn't you tell me your sister came through all alone?"
"Yes; she ran away from those cousins of mine. Oh, wont I pay them off when I get to Grantley!"
"Where's that? What did they do?"