‘No, he didn’t see us—but he picked up the gun and took it with him.’
The old man sat down heavily on the bottom steps and tried to get it all clear in his mind.
‘We had to do something,’ said Nan wearily.
The old man nodded thoughtfully.
‘This young man helped you?’ he asked.
‘Yes, Dad; I couldn’t have done it alone.’
He turned his head and looked at Rex closely.
‘Where’d you come from?’ he asked.
Rex explained how he happened to be in that country, and what had happened to him since he started.
‘No idea who hit you last night?’ asked the old man.