Funny not to know me, wasn't it?"
"Yeth," answered Tommy.
"What did you conclude from what was said?" asked Miss Elting.
"That they were after some one and knew who it was. I hope they get him.
I hope that, when they do, they give Janus Grubb a chance to tell the
fellow what he thinks of him."
"It may not be the man we think at all," suggested the guardian.
"No-o-o-o," drawled the guide reflectively.
"If not, what do you propose to do?" questioned Harriet.
"Why, keep on, of course," answered the guide, in a tone of mild
surprise. "To-morrow we reach the top of Mount Washington; then we go
down the other side, and so on till we get through."
"All of which isn't getting our supper," Harriet reminded him laughingly.
"Jane, will you please shave some of the smoked beef? And don't spoil
your appetite by nibbling, please."
"Why, darlin', I never did such a thing. It was the beef that flew right
into my mouth. Now, what could poor Jane do under such circumstances,
except to swallow hard?"
"Nothing but thubmit grathefully and thwallow the beef," commented Tommy.
"And I did just that," grinned Jane.
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