"Then I must order a pair of spectacles," said Dave, solemnly, "and cultivate a severe frown and deep voice, and if you don't become a second Giotto, it won't be my fault."
[CHAPTER XXII]
CHASING "LITTLE BILL"
Ben Henderson lost no time in taking advantage of Dave Brandon's kind offer; in fact, the very next morning he appeared at the Rickham House, happy and expectant.
Ben proved an apt pupil, and Dave enjoyed his new rôle as a professor.
One morning, just after breakfast, Dick Travers poked his head out-of-doors.
"May have to stick inside all day," he grumbled. "Clouds are dark and the wind is pretty brisk—it's going to rain."
"Well, it isn't raining now," called out Dave from the dining-room. "Let's ramble around for an hour or two, anyway."
"Right you are, Chubby," agreed Bob. "I'm going to take my gun. Might knock over a couple of hares."