"What was it that awakened you?"
Red saw no harm in it. He said, "I don't know, Dad. It sounded like
thunder, sort of, and like a collision, sort of."
"Could you tell where it came from?"
"It _sounded_ like it was out by the hill." That was truthful, and
useful as well, since the direction was almost opposite that in which
the barn lay.
The Industrialist looked at his guest. "I suppose it would do no harm to
walk toward the hill."