Why, what's the matter?
Anything wrong ?" His companion was searching in his various pockets.

The search completed, he proceeded to look himself over, so to speak, taking off his hat and looking at that, lifting a hand and then a foot and looking at them, and all with a puzzled, far-away expression.

When Grover repeated his question he seemed to hear it for the first time and then not very clearly.
"Eh ?" he drawled.

"Oh, why--er--yes, there IS somethin' wrong.
That is to say, there ain't, and that's the wrong part of it.

I don't seem to have forgotten anything, that's the trouble." His friend burst out laughing.
"I should scarcely call that a trouble," he said.
"Shouldn't you?
No, I presume likely you wouldn't.