The innkeeper shouted to a boy outside with a bucket and asked Kenny how far the "rig" would have to travel.
"I'm going," Kenny told him shortly, "to find a river.

I'll keep going until I find it." The innkeeper after an interval of blank astonishment identified the river at once.

Kenny felt encouraged.

Pressed to further detail, however, he admitted a confusing plentitude of woods, hills and farmhouses.

Dangerously near the state of mind Garry called "running in circles," Kenny fumed out to wait for the hotel phaeton and climbed into it with a shudder of disgust.