Nothing--nothing particular, you know." The old man put his book into his pocket, and walked up to the farmhouse with a peculiarly knowing and delighted expression of countenance.
"He doesn't suspect what I'm going to do," soliloquized the German; "hasn't the least idea.

A nice surprise for him." The man whom he had left at his doorway winked at the retreating figure with a wink that was not to be described..