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He was engaged in stuffing food into a knapsack. Colonel Quinnox and Haddan had been listening to Hobbs's lamentations for half an hour, in King's room. "Swim? Oh, I say! By hokey, he's gone clean daffy!" Hobbs was eyeing him with alarm. The others looked hard at the speaker, scenting a joke. "Not yet, Hobbs. Later on, perhaps. I had occasion to make a short tour of investigation this afternoon.
The following Letter has not much in it, but as it is written in my own Praise I cannot for my Heart suppress it. 'You proposed, in your SPECTATOR of last Tuesday, Mr. Hobbs's Hypothesis for solving that very odd Phaenomenon of Laughter. You have made the Hypothesis valuable by espousing it your self; for had it continued Mr. Hobbs's, no Body would have minded it.
Hobbs turned to the suspected tramper's sorrowful face and then to his fair pretty child and his good angel whispered something to Mr. Hobbs's heart and he said, after a pause, "Heaven forbid that we should not feel for a poor fellow-creature not so well to do as ourselves. Come in, my lass, and have a morsel to eat."
At ten o'clock the next morning Colonel Quinnox and a company of soldiers, riding from the city gates toward the north in response to a call for help from honest herders who reported attacks and robberies of an alarming nature, came upon the stiff, foot-sore, thorn-scratched Mr. Hobbs, not far from the walls of the town. The Colonel was not long in grasping the substance of Hobbs's revelations.