“And Mr. Baggs came out to see him, eh?”
“Oh, yes. He comes out there every little while. They’re good friends.”
Len nodded slowly.
“Do yuh go to school, Larry?” he asked.
“Yes; this was my second term. I’m in the second grade.”
“Gee, that’s fine. You don’t remember me, do yuh, Larry? No, of course yuh couldn’t.”
“I don’t remember you. Nobody ever told me about you, until the kids did.”
“What kids?”
“Oh, the kids I play with. They said they heard about you at home.”
“Oh, I see—heard about me at home. I’m sorry, Larry.”