"Hey, Sonny!"
He turned with relief.
There was the Toyman, his long legs fast catching up with the runaway.
And the same old smile was on the Toyman's face.
And when the long legs had caught up with the short ones, the Toyman
put his arm around the boy's shoulders, and they walked along
like--well, like two old chums.
What was finest, too, was that he never mentioned the cause of
Jehosophat's trouble and embarrassment, which is what no really true
friend ever should do.