I didn't 'low to ever go over this one again.

Did you and Pete talk much this afternoon ?" In a few words Mr.Howitt told of his meeting with the strange boy, and their conversation.

When he had finished, the big man smoked in silence.

It was as if he found it hard to begin.

From a tree on the mountain side below, a screech owl sent up his long, quavering call; a bat darted past in the dusk; and away over on Compton Ridge a hound bayed.