“Let it die,” I said. “I’m going to find out what happened. If the earth is off its axis we ought to know it.” “We’ll have to hike to the North Pole,” Hervey said. “Oh sure, start off,” I told him; “we’ll follow you.” “I want to know how a bee-line got bent,” Bert said. “I never knew Temple Camp to do such a thing before as long as I’ve known it,” I said. “I’m surprised at Temple Camp. I don’t understand it. It’s trying to escape us.” “We’ll foil it yet,” Hervey said. “When it comes to hide-and-seek that’s my middle name. I intend to go to Temple Camp now just for spite. We’ll each go in a different direction and surround it and close in on it. What do you say?” “Suppose we start east again?” I said. “Maybe that’ll take us there because Temple Camp is north. We’ll make a flank move.” Pee-wee said, very dark and determined like, “I’m going to follow that chimney. The rest of you can go where you want to.” “First let’s go to the house and get a drink of water,” Warde said. So then we went on till we came to the road, and _g-o-o-d night_, there we stood on the edge of the embankment, staring. _“Well_—_what_—_do_—_you_—_know_—_about_—_that_?” one of the fellows just blurted out. “I knew it all the time,” I said; “that house is not to be trusted. I’ll never trust another house as long as I live, I don’t care if it’s a Sunday School even. I wouldn’t trust a public school.” The rest of them were laughing so hard they just couldn’t speak. There in the road just below us was a great big wagon with a kind of a trestle on it. And on that wagon was a little house. There were four horses hitched to the wagon and a funny looking man was driving them. He wasn’t driving them exactly because they were standing still. One of the wheels of the wagon was ditched alongside the road. That house had been pulled quite a long way south along the road while we were asleep. Take my advice and never use a house for a beacon. I called, “Hey, mister, where are you going with the house?” We all sat on the high bank and looked at it. The horses were straining and trying to pull the wagon out. The house was so wide it filled up the whole road. “It’s a portable garage,” Warde said. I said, “Hey, mister, is that a portable garage?” The man called back, “No, can’t you see it’s a load of hay?” “No sooner said than stung,” I said. “Maybe you don’t know we’ve been following that house,” I said. The man said, “Well, if you follow it you’re not likely to get far.” Hervey said, “Oh we don’t care, we’d just as soon be here as anywhere. It’s all the same to us.” “We’re glad you didn’t get any farther with it,” Warde said. “We’ve been trying to go west by following the roof of that thing while it was going south.” The man said, “I’m sorry if I led you astray. I seem to have reached the end of my journey.” “You’re lucky,” I said. “We’ve been going around and around like the mainspring of a watch all day.” The man said, kind of laughing, “You seem to be wound up.”