For the
curious onlookers through whom the strange little caravan passed the
lad by the side of the truck seemed to have no concern. A traveling
cap was pushed back from his young face and his keen and alert eyes
and the tone of his voice indicated a quality that goes with those
born to command.
"Hello, Ned," came a ringing greeting from Alan as he ran forward.
"They were afraid you wouldn't get here. But I knew you would.
It's only a minute or two. Hurry."
"Four," said the new arrival cheerfully and confidently.
He gave his left hand to Alan and a better welcome in a cheery word
of greeting, but his right hand did not leave the truck. Nor did
his eyes leave it except for a moment.
"And the Major?" asked the new arrival as the truck rumbled on.
"Waiting to bid us good-bye."
"Everything aboard and shipshape?"
"Everything but this," and Alan glanced at the black case on the
truck.
"I've carried it a thousand miles like a baby," laughed Ned. "Rode
with it all the way in the express car."
"Then you didn't sleep last night?"
Ned laughed.
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