Toby firmly believed that the monkey's
face showed sorrow at his fall, and he imagined that the attentions
which were bestowed upon him were for the purpose of learning
whether he had been injured or not.
"Don't worry, Mr. Stubbs," said Toby, anxious to reassure his
friend, as he sat upright and looked about him. "I didn't get hurt
any; but I would like to know how I got way over here."
It really seemed as if the monkey was pleased to know that his
little friend was not hurt, for he seated himself on his haunches,
and his face expressed the liveliest pleasure that Toby was well
again -- or at least that was how the boy interpreted the look.
By this time the news of the accident had been shouted ahead from
one team to the other, and all hands were hurrying to the scene
for the purpose of rendering aid. As Toby saw them coming he also
saw a number of small forms, looking something like diminutive men,
hurrying past him, and for the first time he understood how it was
that the aged monkey was at liberty, and knew that those little
dusky forms were the other occupants of the cage escaping to the
woods.
"See there, Mr. Stubbs! see there!" he exclaimed, pointing toward
the fugitives; "they're all going off into the woods! What shall
we do?"
The sight of the runaways seemed to excite the old monkey quite as
much as it did the boy. He sprang to his feet, chattering in the
most excited way, screamed two or three times, as if he were calling
them back, and then started off in vigorous pursuit.
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