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With light heart he hastened to replace the borrowed revolver in the bunk-room just as voices coming nearer betokened the arrival of his friends from the house. As he stepped out into the night he came upon Jack Chapin. "Hello, Wally!" "Hello, Jack!" They shook hands, while the owner of the Flying Heart continued. "I've just got in, and they've been telling me about this foot- race.
"I'm going down there," she said. "I'm going to see about that, I am." "What?" said the grandfather, looking at the little thing fondly. "About Henrietta. I'm a-goin' down with Wob Wiley." "Hello! you air, air you?" Now it happened that in her fit of repentance and homesickness Henrietta had written: "I wish you would send dear little Periwinkle down here some time.
"If you'll stay this evening," said she, "we'll have some more of my blueberries and biscuit, and then, if you care to, we'll try dancing." "You'll give me a lesson?" he asked eagerly. "If you'd care to have me." "Agreed; but first let us have the blueberries and biscuit," said he, heartily, as they entered the door. "Hello, Mrs. Vaughn, I came over to help you eat supper. I have it all planned.
"I had not the slightest idea that you were coming over. I am very glad to see you." "Thank you." "This is your cousin, Ogden." Jimmy perceived a fat boy lying on a settee. He had not risen on Jimmy's entrance, and he did not rise now. He did not even lower the book he was reading. "Hello," he said. Jimmy crossed over to the settee, and looked down on him.
"Hello, old Smoke!" in the heartiest of tones, made me see that my cousin was a favorite with the men grouped about the door. Jack simply nodded in reply and then presented me in due form. "My tenderfoot cousin from the effete," he said, with a flourish. I was surprised at the grace of the bows made me by these roughly-dressed, wild-looking fellows. I might have been in a London drawing-room.
His left arm lay in a sling across his breast. He looked up at her approach, but she scarcely recognized him, so greatly changed was he. Leslie had filled out. There was a healthy color beneath his deep tan, his flesh was firm, his eyes clear and bright. "Hello, Norine!" he cried. "Well, they got me." Norine paused in astonishment. "'Way, LESLIE! I was so frightened! But you can't be badly hurt."
Below that room, not too near the outer skin, in a specially-built spherical launching space, there was Skylark Two, completely equipped and ready for an interstellar journey on her own account! "Why, hello, little stranger!" Margaret called. "Rovol, that was a kind thought on your part. Home wouldn't quite be home without our old Skylark, would it, Martin?"
"Hello, Hartigan! Where in the world did you come from?" was the cordial greeting of Colonel Waller. "Where could I come from but Cedar Mountain?" "The deuce you did." "Why not?" "How did you cross the creek?" "By the bridge." "Oh, no, you didn't." "I surely did," said the Preacher. "Well, you didn't, because there isn't any bridge. It all went out last night," was the Colonel's astounding answer.
As he entered the dining-room and passed to his usual table, he caught sight of Delancy Grandcourt lunching alone at the table directly behind him. "Hello, Delancy," he said; "shall we join forces?"
Jack was very anxious in spite of Dick's cheering words, and the minutes seemed like hours till at last, holding the rope in his hand he felt a tug at, and then heard: "Hello! Are you up there?" "Yes!" shouted Jack. "Are you all right?" "Sure I am. Wait till I get the rope under my arms. I've got a bag of the stuff, as I said I would, but I don't think "
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