He hesitated a moment.
"Oh, that's all right," he replied. "To be easily seen is the best
way. It disarms curiosity at once. Tell all about yourself and nobody
ever thinks anything. It's trying to hide that makes the world suspect
you. Keep nothing back and show yourself is the best way to go about
unnoticed. I've tried it."
"Ah," exclaimed Tim, in an eager whisper, "same as walking into the
strawberry-bed without asking--"
"So my white clothes are just the thing," said the other, avoiding the
pit laid for him.
"Of course, yes." Tim still chased the big idea in his mind.
"Besides," he added, full of another splendid thought, "like that they
won't expect you to do very much. They'll watch _you_ instead of me."
There was confusion in the utterance, but things were rather crowding
in upon him, to tell the truth, and imagination leaped ahead upon two
trails at once. He looked at his big companion with more approval.
"You'll do," he signified, pulling his cap over his eyes, thrusting
both hands in his pockets, and slithering rapidly down the bannisters
in advance.
"Thanks," said Uncle Felix, following him, three steps at a time, with
effort.
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